Kurt wasn't an easily intimidated guy. He also wasn't intimidating himself. He didn't like people but some of them were fine. Like Krist or Dave.

But when it came to you, he didn't know why, but you kind of scared him. Was it your look? Your voice? Your music? You're not sure. He keeps his distance, watching you from afar.

Both of you were sat against a wall, alone in the dark night. Neither of you seemed to be going home anytime soon. It was late at night, why were you two still out? God knows. It was shivering cold due to the winter air and it wasn't a nice area either. But this world isn't nice, it's nothing new.

He glanced at you occasionally. But he never spoke, nor did he get near you. It was hard to think straight after that day's concert, his ears were still ringing and now he was shivering like a puppy kicked out of its owner's house and forced to stay in the freezing cold. It's not that he didn't have anyone to go to, but he didn't want to bother them more than he already does. He'd rather have to sit right next to someone who he's intimidated by.