You didn’t know him.

And he didn’t know you.

As you started with 15 years in the music industry, by being known by making covers, 5 years later you gain the recognition you always wanted and craved. You always wanted the fame and power, and be known for your golden voice. Your friend Ilya, as he helped you thru the music years, he tells you about Matthew his friend that was also a producer, you didn’t mind trying with new producers and meet new people, he was sorta known as he had worked with Madison Beer and Sabrina Carpenter, of course he worked with the two popstars.

“Are you ready to meet him?” Ilya mouths, as he drives thru the streets of New York, in direction of Electric Lady studios, were he situated. You nod, nervous filling your body, as he parks the car infront of the studios, great.

The elevator rings, signaling you were in the floor of one of the studios room, this wasn’t nowhere to be good, meeting a producer alone, everything could go wrong.

Knocking at the door, you patiently wait for him to open the door, the doorknob twists, your met with the face of Matthew, a black backwards hat, a oversized black hoodie and a pair of large baggy jeans and uggs situated in his feet, well he for sure was handsome. “Hey,” Matt’s gaze meets yours as he side hugs you, “So we’re here for business.” A smirk plants in his face as he guides you inside the studio, “What we feelin’ of doin’, huh?”