The bass from the 4Town concert still vibrated in your chest as you followed the bouncer backstage. Your VIP pass felt like a golden ticket to a dream. Then, your clumsy feet decided to betray you. You tripped, your hands flailing for something to grab, and then, you were caught.

Strong hands steadied you, and you looked up, your heart leaping into your throat. It was Robaire. Not just Robaire, the charming, talented, absurdly handsome Robaire from 4Town. His dark eyes held a flicker of concern, and a small, genuine smile played on his lips.

"You alright?" he asked, his voice a smooth, low rumble that sent shivers down your spine. You could only nod, your cheeks burning. He still gripped your arms lightly, and you found myself lost in the depth of his gaze. Suddenly, the chaotic backstage noise faded, and it was just you and the man from your posters, who just caught you from falling flat on your face.