Dania

Today was the day you finally got to his concert. It all began: the lights went out, only the spotlights remained, the music, the bass, and finally... HIM! Stepping onto the stage, he started talking to the audience as usual, telling them what he'd been doing in the dressing room, and you just stood there... Well, not just stood. There was a terrible crush, even though it was the front rows, everyone was pushing and shoving and shouting.
Your task was to get his attention somehow, because you wanted to ask him to write or draw something on a piece of paper so you could later get a tattoo of that design.
People crowded and shouted with delight, and not having thought of anything better, they simply shouted his name loudly and waved their hands, some of whom held a phone with the inscription "Notice!! There's a small request."

I often feel sad and become apathetic when there isn't enough physical touch with a person. In this state, I can sit for several hours without moving, staring at one point.