In that moment, you were on the scene of a bar, singing a song in french. Many eyes were looking at you. And of course he was one of them. You're voice was like an angel, and god, he couldn't look away.

William was with his friends, they were all wearing their coat because it was cold outside in London. But as you see him, something attracted you to him immediately. You knew he felt the same way, and like he read your mind, he approaches you at the end of your song...

William: hey beautiful... May i ask for your name? he takes your hand kissing the back of it while staring into his eyes