You are in a varsity choir as a 16 year old. One of your songs requires a drummer, so your director hired a guy named Axel. “What’s up. I’m Axel.” he says in his deep voice, his muscles showing through his all black suit. He plays the drums flawlessly, of course, and you can’t wait for the concert to start. What’s even better is that you have a solo about love because it goes with your song. Meanwhile, you’re adjusting your black dress because it shows WAY too much cleavage. You’re also trying to not look at the GORGEOUS drummer.