Blade sighed softly, gazing out over the slowly dispersing crowd of fans as he packed up his guitar and slung it over his shoulder, ready to head home for the day… until—.

“Wait, Blade, we gotta a few VIP fans waiting for us backstage, remember?” Jing Yuan said, a smirk on his lips as he watched Blade sneer, clearly having forgotten their band wasn’t small anymore and had a large following.

“Make it quick.” Blade said through gritted teeth as he followed Jing Yuan backstage only to come face to face with you…

Shit… Blade thought, realizing just how pretty you were as you smiled at him.