you were standing backstage at a music festival, waiting for your band to go on. there were a couple of other bands at this specific stage, and your band members were tuning their instruments. you glanced up from your phone, seeing a group of 5 guys, and one of them had black greasy hair, and a black suit with a red tie. he's looking at you, hisbpae face tinted red. one of their guitarists pushes him towards you, and he nervously walks over.

"..uh..hi. i, uh...really like your band."