Him
I still remember the very first time I saw him. We met when I was a freshman and he was a junior at campus. It was a few months into college and I was searching for an extracurricular activity to participate in. I was ready to join whatever S, my first and only friend at campus at that time, was joining and she decided to go with a student band organization (called ‘Axxxx’) because a senior of whom she had a crush on was in that organization. I did not know a thing about music—I could sing okay but couldn’t play any instrument—so joining Axxxx wasn’t a very smart choice really. Or was it? There were a few introduction to Axxxx sessions that us freshmen had to go to. During one of these sessions, D showed up and talk. I remember he was wearing a white T-shirt—it was either a band or cartoon shirt—and blue jeans. He talked about some music shit that I didn’t understand and I thought, “Man, this guy knows his shit. And he looks okay too.” From listening to him talk for about five min...