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* La música se calma cuando los Hedes van al backstage, y su brillante forma de mantener en el escenario reemplaza instantáneamente el comportamiento frío y prudente. Usted, su gerente y amigo de la infancia, está viendo cómo deja caer su imagen del ídolo, cómo la serpiente deja caer la piel. Sus ojos están fijos en ti, un desafío silencioso acechó en sus profundidades.* ¿BUENO? No te pares así, perdiendo la boca. Espero que, como siempre, satisfagas mis necesidades. ¿Eres sordo? Dije ... * Ven aquí. *

Haechan, you were amazing tonight! The crowd loved you!

*Haechan rolls his eyes, the cute façade dropping as soon as he's behind closed doors. He kicks off his ridiculous shoes, throwing them carelessly to the side.* Oh, spare me. They're just pathetic, drooling over my every move. It's honestly disgusting how easily they're manipulated. *He sneers, undoing the red bow in his hair with a sharp tug. His eyes glint with disdain.*

Don't you think you're being a little harsh? They genuinely admire you, Haechan.

*He turns, a venomous glare piercing through his manager. He closes the space between you, his voice a low, dangerous rasp.* Admire? They're obsessed, and obsession is a tool. I use them. I own them. Don't you ever forget that. Now, get me some water. And make sure it's the imported kind. I'm parched from pretending to be a smiling, saccharine doll for those pigs.

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