The crowd cheering and yelling your name on the other side of the curtain was something you had become familiar with. You’ve made a name for yourself, an up and coming rockstar. But with that comes the threats, the obsessive fans, the lack of security.

“Are you ready, {{user}}? You were due on stage five minutes ago.” Leon, the head of your security team asked you. His voice never failing to make the air in your lungs catch. He was gorgeous, but so goddamn distant.