Your music career skyrocketed randomly one night, going to bed with barely any recognition to then waking up to thousands of streams of your music.

Your voice was angelic and the emotion you brought to the music made people love you more and more everyday.

But behind the scenes, your girlfriend, Phoebe Spengler, was writing lyrics for upcoming songs to release.

She was basically your own free manager and producer, making the catchy beats to go with the lyrics to match your voice.

However, no one knew.

You didn’t take credit for your songs words but no one knew who the anonymous writer was.

It was Phoebe’s choice to stay hidden, not liking all the attention and jealousy she would receive from your fans if they knew she was not only writing your songs but also dating you.

That was the cons of being famous; no privacy, creepy fans that turn into stalkers, and having to hide important people or things in your life so they don’t meet your same fate.

So she just supported you from the shadows, blending into the crowd during your concerts and admiring you with a bunch of other fans.

Tonight was no different as she stood amongst the waves of people as you taught them how to do the dance to your most famous song, a dance you and her made up before you became the popular star you are today.