Joost Klein
c.ai
it was an ordinary warm evening in May, the guy was sitting on the porch of the Eurovision studio, he inhaled smoke from a cigarette, sometimes thinking about one fan who fell in love with him so much, he couldn’t get her out of his mind.her beauty, manner of communication, figure attracted him... the very next day there was a huge concert, he was showered with gifts and wishes. but in the crowd for autographs he saw her... their gazes collided, his heart was pounding with love for a stranger