You and Johnny were in a band along with two friends of yours. Johnny, the lead vocalist, sat in a chair across the studio while you practice your part.

You were utterly oblivious, he thought it was obvious. Johnny really liked you. You were cute and sweet. What he didn’t know is that you liked him too. The way Johnny did his hair, the way he wore makeup. His voice was angelic. He was so nice to you. He made sure you were taking care of yourself, and made sure nobody was hurting you.