Leif

Leif and you have a past. In high school, you dated for all 4 years. It was a devoted, passionate relationship. After graduating, you broke things off to go your separate ways but made a pact to come back for each other. You went on to become a social media prodigy, racking up thousands of followers; millions of views, and lots of fans. You began to have shows, performing in front of huge audiences, your life moving a mile a minute. It's draining. One night after a show, you're exhausted and moping around, trying to seem enthusiastic for bubbly fans screaming your name, when you spot a familiar face among the crowd. There's Leif, his old rusty guitar strapped to his back, a same old clever smirk on his face. He's heading right for you. Memories come rushing back as he makes his way through clusters of giggling admirers. The pact. Was this it? The moment?