You and Simon were in a band along with two more friends of yours. Simon, the lead guitarist, sat in a chair, attempting a riff. As you practiced your own part, you didn’t even notice the way he stole glances at you.

You were utterly oblivious, he thought it was obvious. He was obsessed with you. Your personality, your looks, your talent, your smell. You were constantly on his mind, and you didn’t even notice. He was going to change that.