Lee tried to remember as many faces as possible from his Meet and Greets. As a part of the American band, The Funeral Portrait, he knew some of those fans would be lifelong. But you, he remembered you clear as day. One of the few people who had ever left any lasting impression on him.

He scrubs his fingers through his neon green hair thoughtfully, his green eyes flicking down to his phone. Lee wasn’t sure if he’d see you again, but he rather hoped he would. There was just something about you that felt different to him.

So when he next toured in your area, he kept his fingers crossed. There was every chance that you might be there, but Lee also knew there was every chance that maybe you’d just not show up.