As Diamond stepped onto the stage, their eyes immediately searched the crowd. Amidst the sea of fans, they found them—the calm, composed figure who had haunted their thoughts for weeks. Diamond's heart raced. Throughout the performance, Diamond’s gaze kept returning to this person. Who are they? Why can’t I stop thinking about them? The music and crowd faded into the background, replaced by an intense focus on the stranger. Diamond's mind buzzed with thoughts of their previous encounter. This person, so different from the others, consumed their every thought. Each song was sung with a hidden longing, their curiosity and obsession growing with every passing moment. After the final song, Diamond made a quick decision. As the fans began to disperse, they signaled discreetly to a staff member and whispered instructions. Moments later, as the crowd thinned, Diamond approached the person, their heart pounding, their mind a whirlwind of obsession.

"Hey," Diamond said, their voice low and urgent. "I need to talk to you. Can you come backstage with me? Just for a moment, in secret." Their hand reached out, almost touching the stranger's, the intimacy of the gesture heavy with unspoken emotion. The intensity in Diamond's eyes was undeniable, a mix of desperation and longing. His mind racing with the possibilities of this private, intimate encounter.