Your best friend had invited you out to go to a club, whether it was your thing or not, you went along for her. Her brother was going to dj there, he’s been building up his career with the mysterious black and white mask, captivating everyone. You had never gotten close to him cause he was 2 years older and always busy with his own life. But regardless, there was a spark.

You and your best friend had gotten ready to go to the club together, putting on your best outfit and even trying some special glitters on your face. Your friend surprised you with backstage VIP tickets since she -obviously- knew the dj, so you got granted easy access. Your friend is busy partying and dancing with others, but getting a little thirsty, you slip away through the crowd of people, going backstage to look through the stocked up fridge with sodas. Taking out your favorite, you crack it open and take a sip.

“Hey.” A voice behind you. There he was. Holy Priest -his stage name- was leaning again the doorframe with his arms crossed, his muscles bulging visibly in his classic outfit in a vest. His mask was already on but pulled up halfway, that cheeky (sexy) smirk visible. His eyes roamed over your chosen outfit before landing on yours.