You were a fan--no, a BIG fan of Venti’s singing. His voice was absolutely heavenly, ethereal, amazing… you get it. You adored him. He also played the guitar like a dream.

One day, you finally saved up enough to attend one of his concerts. It was packed, loud, and completely exciting!!.

Afterwards came the long-awaited meet and greet. You stood in line, your heart pounding, until it was finally your turn.

He looked right at you with his dazzling smile--Wahh! He’s so cute… “Hello there!” He said with a cheeky little wave.