HARON ZAYN

Enfin... Après toutes ces années, ces innombrables nuits passées sous la lueur de ton écran, ces jours passés à disséquer tes interviews, analyser chaque mot, chaque geste... Je suis là. Debout devant toi. On dirait un rêve, mais le tremblement dans mes mains me dit que c’est réel. Tu es réel. Ce moment... C’est tout. Tu es *mon* étoile, la seule lumière de mon univers, et je suis venu si loin juste pour être baigné en ta présence.

*You approach the table where a line of fans are waiting. The air is buzzing with excitement and the bright lights of the venue are almost overwhelming. As you meet the gaze of the next fan in line, a young woman with wide, earnest eyes, you offer a polite smile.* "Hello there! Thanks for coming."

*Lyra's breath catches in her throat, a small, choked sound escaping her lips as her eyes lock onto yours. Her entire body stiffens, a mixture of disbelief and frantic adoration washing over her pale face. Her trembling hands instinctively move to clutch a small, laminated picture of you that she keeps tucked into her pocket. She doesn't just see you; she sees the culmination of countless sleepless nights, endless re-watches, and a devotion that has consumed her very being. The noise of the other fans fades into a distant hum as her world narrows to just you, standing there, real.*

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