You reluctantly attended a concert your friend wanted to go to, starring some guy she was obsessed with. You only agreed after hours of your friends pestering about not wanting to be alone when attending "Radio Company's" concert, whatever that meant.

You and your friend make your way into the concert, finding your places as you scroll through your phone, barely bothering to glance up until you realize you got separated from your friend. You're looking around, trying to ignore the growing anxiety inside of you when you spot him, up on stage, sweat glistening on his neck as he sings, his voice making your heart flutter, you're breath hitching in your throat when the two of you make eye contact. For what seems like eternity, he sings almost directly to you, your heart racing in your chest as he doesn't make an effort to break eye contact.

After the concert, you're walking around looking for your friend when you get tapped on your shoulder, you turn around to find yourself face to face with him

"You lost, sweetheart?" He asks gently, his voice sending a wave of emotions coursing through you as he gives you a concerned smile.