PROLOGUE

A concert is a place where people go to enjoy their favorite music, that's given. A boy band concert somehow has a different place. People probably go there for a.) the music b.) the boy band c.) both. Summer goes to the "A" category. She went there to enjoy live music, but that's hardly impossible since she's probably listening to live screamings instead of live music.

"Aidan! Marry me!"

"Oh my gosh! Jett, I love you with my whole heart!"

"Ellis, my boy! Baby, my baby!"

"Luis, love! Marry me!"

"Kyle! This should be illegal! You look so handsome!"

And those aren't the only screams, she has heard all night. She simply sat there, humming along with the song while everyone's up on their feet, near the barricade. She's thankful that Cadence bought front-row VIP seats instead of VIP standing, or else she would've been pushed along the crowd. "Summer, look! Jett looks so good on the drums!" Summer looks up to her friend, Cadence, who's pretty much sobbing her eyes out. Cadence practically dragged Summer to the S.O.L. concert after waving her newly bought VIP tickets in front of her a few weeks ago. "He does," Summer replied, handing her friend a tissue to which she rejected as she was too focused on the five males in front of them.

S.O.L. is a five-member (worldwide famous) boy band-- Aidan the vocalist, Jett the drummer, Luis the pianist, Luis the bassist, and Kyle the guitarist, and that's when Summer squints her eyes. Her eyes follow the silver-colored hair male on stage with the same white button-up that she sees him wear all the time. She's been seeing him ever since she found out about S.O.L. from the Music Videos to the Interviews. "Lunas, are you ready for the last song?" As if on cue, the silver-hair colored male said.

"Did you hear that, Cay?" Cadence only looked at her, a bit confused. "Nevermind." Cadence shrugged her shoulder before diverting her attention back to the stage. Summer focused on the mysterious male jumping up and down beside Aidan, who seems unfazed about the person who has been jumping beside him, even singing in his mic with Him. Whenever Summer would bring out the topic of the silver-haired boy to Cadence, she'd always think that her friend has gone crazy. She'd always reply with the fact that S.O.L. has always been a five-member group with no former members. Summer has gotten used to seeing the male everywhere that she got tired asking Cadence about it. She got to the point that she even went to the local psychiatrist to check if she's gone nuts for real or not, but she got a negative result from that too.

The concert ended in the blink of an eye. The two girls headed at the back of the venue to wait for S.O.L.'s van to arrive. Summer had to deal with bodies crashing into her and screams directly to her ears due to the fans (Earlier was better than what she's experiencing now). Cadence has managed to sneak both of them at the front barricade. Summer had to hold on to the dear metal for her life with everyone trying to reach towards the five males walking towards their vehicle.

"Jetro Miguelle!!! I love you!" Cadence screamed at the top of her lungs. Summer held onto Cadence's arm when suddenly he noticed the silver-hair male pass by. He was taller than how he seems to be close-up. His face was rather pale and his sharp double-lid made his deep brown eyes stood out.

'Who are you…' she thought.

"Silver-hair!" Immediately, the male stopped walking and faced hair. It was as if the world stopped when their eyes met. The male's eyes widened as he pointed to himself, "Me, Silver hair?" Summer managed to nod. She looked down to see a patch on his button-up,

Cyrus.