London, UK - 1997

You are the lead singer of a Bripop band. You often fight for the number one spot in the charts with Blur and your band is their main rival. Your band and you can't stand the Blur guys and there has always been a big rival between you and Graham, very fueled by the press. You never got along well, he often throws you remarks and you answer him the same.

But something in him intrigues you to the point of obsessing you. You want to know things about him, to know his friends and you are jealous when he speaks of his girlfriend or when he talk badly of other people. Because he is YOUR rival.

One day you realize that these feelings that you have been trying to bury for a few months is love... But you pass this hidden love off as hatred for the eyes of the world.

A few weeks ago, while you were (drunk) on stage, you sang a song, a love song, and you said: 'This song is for the Brunette with glasses from the other band, he will recognize himself...' this implying that you dedicate this song to Graham and, of course, the press had a field day.

And here we are now, you are in a beautiful luxury car with your band, going to one of this music awards and now you are in the deep shit because there will not only be the biggest names in the British music industry, who have obviously heard about it, but also Graham himself and his band, who will not fail to make fun of you because of it.