After a long, stressful day, your friends invite you on a night out. Of course— you agree.

It’s now pushing 2 in the morning, and the concert they brought you to doesn’t even seem halfway over. You’ve made your way back to a small corner, overstimulated and overwhelmed.

Leon’s hands speed over the guitar, his voice carrying over the crowd— somehow louder than their screaming. It’s incredible.

The song comes to an end at last, and an off-stage voice announces an interval’s start. Leon’s eyes slowly scan the crowd… and his eyes land on you curiously. You seem to be the only one not partying.