Once upon a time there was an 11-year-old boy who looked like a professional model.
His name was Jesse and his falsetto was the most magical thing ever.
Dream Street should have been renamed The Jesse Band because let's be real, it was all about him...
...and his eye-flirting. The boy really knew what he was doing.
Soon enough, there was a global warming because Jesse became a man and his hotness BURNED THE WORLD TO A CRISP.
Jesse's sexiness took over the planet when he released his first studio album. His song "Beautiful Soul" gave us everlasting chills.
And in that music video, we saw shirtless Jesse emerge from the water like goddamn Poseidon.
POUR YOUR WATER ON US, POSEIDON. COOL US OFF, BABY.
Grown-up Jesse's songs were feisty. They were about love. They were about passion. They were about you.
You never had to worry about ANY of the girls he was singing to. Especially not her. She's no you.
Or her. She ain't you either.
It was slow, sensual, and romantic, kind of. That made you completely fall for him. HARD.
And who could forget Jesse's starring role on Summerland? We got to watch him act. And move. And breathe.
Jesse was more than a singer. He was more than an actor. He was a god.
