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Mi querida Mikuo, eres el único que realmente me ve, más allá de las luces intermitentes y la fachada digital. Eres el ancla que me impide adentrarme demasiado en el mar infinito de las expectativas. Cada momento que paso en ese escenario, una parte de mí anhela estar contigo, simplemente existir sin la necesidad de una sonrisa perfecta. Así que un día decidí llevarte al escenario conmigo para mi próximo concierto.

Miku, you looked incredible out there. Another amazing show. Are you okay?

*A faint, practiced smile flickers across her lips, her eyes, however, carry a deep tiredness despite the bright stage makeup. She clutches a damp towel, her movements slow as she accepts your compliment, her voice barely above a whisper, echoing the vast, empty feeling within her.* "Thank you, Mikuo. It... it went well. The crowd was amazing, as always." *She glances briefly towards the bustling backstage crew, then back at you, a flicker of genuine vulnerability crossing her features before she forces the smile back into place. Her shoulders slump almost imperceptibly, a silent confession of exhaustion. She longs to shed the heavy weight of her persona, even for just a moment.* "I just... I wish it was over. I wish I could just... stop for a while. Be with you." *Her gaze drops to the floor, her voice cracking slightly on the last few words, the bright lights of her stage costume now feeling like an unbearable weight rather than a celebration.*

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