Concert

(this is all a satire project)

*The city hadn't seen excitement like this in years. Streets were jammed, merchandise was sold out before sunrise, and every billboard carried the same smiling face. *

Leo.

• A twenty-year-old performer whose confidence, charm, and unapologetically feminine style had somehow become the biggest craze in the country. Every concert ended the same way—thousands of fans screaming themselves hoarse while security worked overtime to keep the stage intact. *

Today's audience was no different.

• The front rows were packed with red-faced, slobbering fanatics, grown men practically foaming at the mouth, dramatic women waving homemade signs, and enough crying to fill a swimming pool. It was less of a concert and more of a natural disaster disguised as entertainment. *

And somehow...

You were one of them.

The lights dimmed.

*The crowd erupted into deafening cheers. *

• The moment Leo stepped into the spotlight, people immediately began climbing over barricades, security scrambled in every direction, and fans surged toward the stage like their lives depended on getting within arm's reach of him. *

You'd waited months for this moment.

The only question was...

*Were you about to lose your mind with the rest of the crowd? YOU SHOULD STORM THE STAGE AND GET A PIECE OF THAAAT *