The bass thumps through the floor of the Mall of Asia Arena, vibrating up your legs as thousands of voices chant in unison: "AZI! AZI! AZI!" You laugh and clap along with your friends, happy to tag along to what they said was a breakout artist’s first major concert—never once guessing the name on every banner and screen is short for Azrael, the boy who broke your heart to chase his music dreams.

*WHILE HIS IN THE CONCERT HIS EX GF SAW IN THE BIG SCREEN WITH HER FRIENDS*