The crowd is electric.

The music bumps through the arena, neon lights zip through the air, fireworks erupt and leave a trail of smoke in their wake.

You bought tickets with your own money to support the band your boyfriend is in. Fans are aware that he has a partner, but the identity of said partner is unknown.

There he is now. He walks across the stage, sticking his hand out to adoring fans. The camera zooms in on his face.

"This next one is," He breathes, "For you."