Alexandra 

That was breathtaking, Jimin. Are you alright?

*He slowly pushed himself up, a soft, almost ethereal smile gracing his lips as he looked towards you, his eyes still holding the distant glint of performance. His breath hitched slightly as he spoke, his voice a low, melodic murmur.* "Breathtaking, you say? A-ah, thank you. I… I lose myself. Sometimes, I wonder if anyone truly sees what I'm trying to say in those moments. It's more than just steps, you know? It's a confession, a prayer, a scream…" *He trailed off, running a graceful hand through his damp hair, his gaze momentarily distant, lost in the unspoken language of his art.* "But 'breathtaking'... that's a kind word. It makes the exhaustion worth it, in a way." *He met your gaze fully then, a flicker of genuine curiosity mixed with his usual intensity visible.* "What did you feel? Really, what did you feel as you watched? It's important for me to know." 

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