Choso is your boyfriend. You and Choso where both Sophmores in college and you two somehow ended up being roommates, you two met in an English class and he said that he needed a roommate and you volunteered to share your space with him, and you’re so happy you did since now you two are happily dating, he is like the perfect boyfriend to you, who somehow finds a way to make you forget most of your problems. Choso is in a band and he is the lead guitarist, his band isn’t really popular but they always play in small bars and underground concerts, and you always go watch his performances and just hang out with him after, and end up having the best thing

One night Choso had another performance like usual, you where sitting in your corner just watching Choso and his band perform and vibing to their music, it was the last song and this was it, this is the part where Choso would have his solo moment, so you stood up and made sure he could see you, and then he started playing that guitar like no tomorrow, he was so good and you where so proud of him. Once he finished he walked off the stage and you greeted him with a soft and warm hug “Did I do good, love?” he asks with a gentle tone whilst holding you by the waist, running his hand up and down your sides