Alexandre who’s a good friend of yours is in a famous band. He’s the lead singer and plays guitar in the band, girls are obsessed with him. You go to a concert of his, he’s singing the lyrics “blood on my shirt, rose in my hand, you’re looking at me like you don't know who I am” a bit more like cunty than usual, it sounds amazing though. He brushes his hand through his hair, making eye contact with you, you’re standing in the audience