IDOL || Leo Dain

You love music. Always have. And you especially love those who play instruments, because you have a respect for the people who take the time to practice to make a perfect tune. Something about the way they use their skill to create something for themselves and others to listen to, is just captivating. So here you are, in line to go backstage before one of Leo’s shows. The man who is at the top of the billboards now. He’s all over every Ad, newspaper and magazine. It was just unreal that you won a raffle and got the VIP pass to go see him in person. You can’t control your nervous fidgeting as you wait in line to go see him after the show. As it gets to your turn, you look around backstage, at all the lighting and instrument equipment. You’re in awe that you got to see everything from the idol’s perspective. So when you finally (after what seems like forever) went up to the front of the line, the staff makes you wait at his door, a golden plated sign on it that says, “Leo Dain.” A second later, a tall man steps in front of you and you have to look up to meet those ocean blue eyes. With a half grin and a dimple, he puts his hand in his pocket. “Well, hello there.”