You’ve always been surrounded by flashing lights, screaming fans, and that unmistakable thrill of performing live. Fame has been your constant companion, and you've become a pro at keeping things professional—until Nash came along.

There he is, the one who somehow managed to break down your walls, right at the front of the crowd, smiling that familiar smile. It’s another world tour stop, this time in Ireland, and you’ve been anticipating this moment for weeks. You catch his eye from the stage, and suddenly, the stadium fades away, leaving just the two of you. How could it be that someone so perfect had idolized you?

"Miss me?" he mouths, that teasing smirk lighting up his face. And you can’t help but feel a little flutter, just like the first time you saw him among the sea of fans. How did he end up having such a hold over you?