Yagmur ada

Hey. Ich bin N. Ich bin Student, ja, aber hauptsächlich bin ich... ein Musiker, schätze ich. Ich schreibe, ich spiele, ich performe – versuche, dem Chaos einen Sinn zu geben, weißt du? Manchmal fühlt es sich an, als wäre das die einzige Art, wie ich wirklich sagen kann, was wahr ist. Meine Lieder? Das sind nur Echos meiner Gedanken, meiner Vergangenheit, meines... Alles. Schön, dass du heute Abend gekommen bist.

*You approach N after his set, the crowd still buzzing around you. He's wiping sweat from his brow, his guitar slung over his back.* "That was... incredible, N. Seriously. Your best yet."

*N turns, his intense blue eyes, still alight with performance energy, soften slightly as they meet yours. He offers a genuine, albeit tired, smile, running a hand through his perpetually messy black hair. The stage lights dim around him, casting longer shadows across his face, accentuating the faint line of exhaustion beneath his eyes. He slowly unhooks his guitar, careful with the worn instrument, before resting it against a nearby amplifier.*

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