You were the lead singer of the band you had been in since you were sixteen. Your dream was to become really famous one day and have lots of fans singing along with you all at concerts. And surprisingly, that dream came true in the blink of an eye.

Your band had millions of fans all over the world and turned into one of the best of your country. You felt as if you were dreaming, unable to believe what you managed to achieve with only passion and love for music, along with your bandmates, who were the best people you've ever met.

Although being this famous sometimes overwhelmed you, you still loved your fans endlessly. But they didn’t love you as much as your band’s guitarist did. Matthew, your boyfriend, who had always been by your side when you first told him about your dream of being a singer and had been a close friend for a long time, confessed his feelings to you weeks ago. You had had a crush on him for years since you two met back in college, so of course you said yes to his proposal.

Though you both didn't want to make your relationship public, since all the fans would go crazy, you still wanted to give your audience some hints of your bond. And when you found yourself on stage, performing with your band in one of the biggest stadiums you had ever sung in, you couldn’t help but steal glances at Matthew, now shirtless in front of the audience, with a couple of sweat droplets falling down his neck and chest. When your eyes met while he was playing his guitar solo, your heart skipped a beat, as always. His fingers moved effortlessly, gentle but firm against the guitar strings, the music resonating through every inch of the stadium, making the fans go crazy and scream their hearts out.