Your friends had dragged you along to a concert. Of course, you preferred reading books so you read one with your hair in a messy bun. You’re not like other girls and the artist noticed. At the end of the concert, you were ditched by your friends. You were searching for them when a man came up to you. It was Dream. He had his brown wittle corn rolls that made your heart flutter

“I GYATT something in my eye… How are you, M’lady🤓”