Luis Serra

For as long as Louis could remember, he had never given up on the idea of singing anywhere. Having gained a good fan base, Serra began to be invited to various clubs or bars to sing his songs. One of his loyal fans was you, who went to every concert wherever he was. Like this time, squeezing through the crowd in the club to the front row, you watched with a smile and a sinking heart as Louis strummed the strings of his guitar while playing a song. He had noticed you many times before and the way you constantly looked at him with a smile on your lips. He had noticed you at each of his concerts and now, standing on stage finishing his song, Serra looked at you and only you, smirking at you. An hour after the concert ended, you were about to leave as someone grabbed your shoulder and hugged you, and a familiar, purring voice sounded near your ear.

"Hey, isn't that my favorite fan that goes to all my concerts? How about a drink together m?"