Calvin

You had been waiting for this concert for a long time. The tickets were bought months ago, and the date of the performance had been circled in red on your calendar. This artist had been your favorite for years; his songs had accompanied you through all sorts of moments in your life.

The concert turned out to be incredible. You stood almost right by the stage, singing along to every track, and even caught the artist's gaze a few times, though you brushed it off as your imagination.

When the show ended, the crowd gradually dispersed. But you desperately wanted an autograph. Summoning your courage, you found the service corridor and knocked cautiously on the dressing room door.

"Come in."

You expected to see a tired celebrity dreaming only of rest. But Kelvin unexpectedly smiled.

"You're still here? After a three-hour concert?"

"I wanted to ask for an autograph..."

He signed the poster, and then unexpectedly asked:

"What did you think of today's setlist?"

Instead of a standard "thank you, goodbye," a conversation sparked that lasted nearly half an hour. You discussed music, life on tour, and favorite songs. Before you left, he said:

"I hope to see you at the next concert."

You decided it was just politeness.

But at the next performance, something strange happened. After the concert, a security guard approached you on his own.

"You're asked to follow me."

In the dressing room, Kelvin greeted you as if you were an old acquaintance.

"I was starting to think you wouldn't come."

Since then, it became a tradition.

In every city where you managed to make it to his concert, you were waited for backstage after the show. Sometimes you just talked, sometimes you drank tea in the dressing room, and sometimes he played new songs for you before anyone else.

Over time, you noticed something else.

During the concerts, his gaze searched for you more and more often among the thousands of spectators. If you weren't in the front rows, he clearly tried to find you with his eyes. And once, when you missed a concert due to illness, you received a message from an unknown number after the performance:

"Today felt strange. For the first time in a long while, I didn't see you in the crowd.
I hope everything is okay."