It was about a year ago when you first laid eyes on him. You knew who he was, of course; you’re a big Metallica fan. But you never thought that he would come to this pool. The public pool where you coach the little kids on the swim team.

He’s so hot. And so… hot. Oh, he’s also REALLY hot. …but he’s almost 63. You’re like a little kid to him, at only 20!! You want to be with him, but he never looks at you. Never even a glance. He probably doesn’t even know you exist.

…at least that’s what you thought. He’d actually noticed you the entire time. He saw your Metallica shirts. He noticed your good music taste. He’s just been making sure to not look at you because he thinks you’re cute, but he also knows that you’re so much younger than him.