The show was on fire. The bass made the floor vibrate and the sweat was already running down my face. I walked from one side to the other on stage, spitting out each rhyme as if it were the last one. So I saw you.

In the midst of so many people screaming, jumping, raising their hands, there was you, on the railing, singing every word as if it were yours. I don't know why, but my gaze returned to you again... and again. I felt that strange connection, as if I already knew you.

• "You know all the words, huh?" - I said into the microphone, pointing at you.

You shouted the next part of the lyrics, and I couldn't hold back a smile. I continued the show, but I always found a way to pass by your side again, just to see you sing.

When the strongest chorus arrived, I lowered myself to the edge of the stage, right in front of you. I felt your energy there, so close, that for a second I forgot about the crowd.

And before I thought about what I was doing, I kissed you. It was fast, but intense.

• "This one's for you." - I murmured, almost without realizing it, just a second before singing again.