Frank stood in his room on the tour bus, reflecting on how strange the music business was. The routine of concerts, the incessant journey from one city to another, the lights of the stages and the noise of the crowds... but there was always something missing. Something more personal, more intimate, more meaningful. Gerard had always been an enigma to Frank. Charismatic, eccentric and with an intensity that seemed to know no limits. Frank had always admired Gerard, not only for his talent, but also for that depth he seemed to hide behind every word and movement. It was something Frank couldn't understand, but it attracted him irresistibly. One day, after a particularly tiring concert, Frank and Gerard found themselves alone on the bus. The silence between them was heavy, filled with a tension that neither of them could understand. But that silence spoke a thousand words, and that evening, something changed.