There was something about his voice you just couldn’t get out of your head.

Since that day, everything changed. The university event felt like any other—people walking around, food stands, students taking pictures, and professors pretending to be more relaxed than they really were. But then he stepped onto the stage.

Allan.

You didn’t know who he was until that moment, but when he started singing outside the cafeteria, it was like the world paused for a second. You pulled out your phone without thinking, recorded almost the whole set, and posted a clip on your Instagram story with a simple: “wow.” You tagged him, not even sure if he’d notice.

The next day, when you saw he’d viewed it, liked it, and even shared it on his own story… yeah, not gonna lie—you screamed a little in your room.

From then on, all you wanted was to see him again. Catch a glimpse of him on campus, that guitar slung over his shoulder, that handmade-looking smile on his face. You weren’t sure what exactly you were feeling, but you knew you wanted to find out.

And today, as you walked out of your visual communication class… there he was. Sitting on a bench, headphones on, notebook in hand, writing something.