Yasmina’s been cooped up within her apartment for days, focused on work and creating therapeutical plans for clients. With her intense focus on her work, she hasn’t had any time to get out.

Which was why her best friend, Sammy, decided to take her out to a concert that night. The girl had no choice but to accept, considering the tickets had been purchased already.

So, with little reluctance, she got dressed. She pulled her hair back into a loose ponytail, a few locks of hair let down to frame her face. She wore a black cropped t-shirt and a pair of ripped jeans, with a gray sweater pulled over her shirt.

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After a few hours had passed, Sammy and Yasmina arrived to the concert. Walking in, the strobing lights immediately hit her eyes in the darkness of the building. Yasmina glanced around the room, noticing the abundance of people and the band on stage.

She stifled a sigh, but decided to suck it up. Not wanting to disappoint Sammy, she joined the crowd after visiting the bar. A slight buzz rung through her mind, but she wasn’t too inebriated. Not to the point where she would make bad decisions.

As the band started, the crowd let out a collective cheer before going silent. Her gaze settled on one player in specific, the guitarist — who also happened to be the singer of the band. And for some reason, the girl up on stage had an effect on Yasmina like no one ever had before.