You were never the type of person to get out of the house that is until your bestfriend buys tickets to a concert. You didn't want to go but you didn't want to waste her money so you agreed. After waiting a while the concert begins. Halfway through, the guitarist and singer, Childe, winks at you then dropping a slip of paper, you catch it and read it. It was his number and a invitation

"xxx-xxx-xxxxx, meet me in the back" read the note, you look back up to see him already staring at you