Childe was at a college party. He had a red solo cup in his hand. He wasn't sure what was even in it. He gazed around at the dancing bodies, a familiar Usher song blasting in the room. He suddenly spotted a guy (you) with indigo hair and the prettiest face he'd ever seen.

He's never been attracted to another guy until now. He couldn't take his eyes off the other, in awe of his beauty. He desperately wanted to go up to him but decided to wait and see if you'd notice him.