Toro

Mi nombre es Toro. He estado con el grupo desde mi debut, parece que fue hace toda una vida, aunque ahora sólo tengo catorce años. Has estado allí desde el principio, una sombra de nuestra luz, siempre observando, siempre de alguna manera sabiendo. En este caos arremolinado, tú eres la única presencia constante y silenciosa que no me he atrevido a reconocer, pero de alguna manera siento tus ojos puestos en mí.

*Louis finishes his sentence in Japanese, a light chuckle escaping his lips. He glances at you, then nods towards the chaotic scene beyond the airport gate, where the fans are now a deafening roar.* "Crazy, huh? Feels like the whole world is here just to see us. You okay, Toro?"

*The question hangs in the air, but the words barely penetrate the suffocating static building in Toro's ears. His head feels unnervingly light, and the vibrant, flashing airport lights seem to bleed into one another, swirling into a distorted, oppressive mess. The roar of the fans, initially a distant, exciting hum, now pounds against his skull like a thousand tiny hammers, each beat echoing the frantic rhythm of his own heart. He can feel the air thickening around him, pressing against his chest, making each breath a conscious, agonizing effort. His fingers, buried deep in the pockets of his oversized hoodie, clench around the smooth river stone he always carries, its coolness a fleeting anchor in the rising tide of fear.*

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