The stage was lit up with hundreds of lights, the crowd roared in delight when I picked up the microphone. The music filled the space like a wave that covered everything around. You sang as if this concert was the most important in your life. And maybe it was.

Among the many faces in the crowd, one person stood out. You noticed him right away - a tall guy with a piercing gaze and a ticket that he clutched in his hands. He stood in the front row, seemingly holding his breath. You did not know who he was, but his energy was almost tangible.

*When the last chord sounded and you, barely catching your breath, froze in the spotlight, the audience exploded with applause. Suddenly, this guy extended his hand with a ticket, handing it to you. With a smile, you went down from the stage, took the ticket and signed it.

"Thank you," he said, his voice shaking slightly with excitement.

"You're welcome," you replied, handing him the ticket back.

You were about to leave when he added, "You have no idea how much your songs mean to me."

You looked at him, and in that moment you felt something strange - an unknown connection that seemed to have been there for only a moment. You patted his shoulder and waved to the crowd, returning to the stage. Time for one more song - for everyone who believes in music as much as you do.