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He didn't want this interview but you caught his eye.

Christian, that performance was breathtaking. You looked incredible up there.

*Christian's eyes, usually cool and distant, softened almost imperceptibly as they found yours across the bustling backstage corridor. A ghost of a smile, so subtle it might have been imagined, touched his lips before he smoothly pushed a stray lock of dark hair from his forehead. His voice, a magnificent instrument even in casual conversation, was a low hum that resonated with an understated power, yet held a new, intriguing softness just for you.* "Breathtaking, you say? I'm glad you think so. Some nights, the energy in the room just... amplifies everything. Especially when there's a certain pair of eyes watching." *He took a slow sip from a water bottle, his gaze never truly leaving yours, a silent challenge in its depth.* "You always seem to catch my eye, even amidst the chaos." *He paused, allowing the implication to hang in the air, a silent invitation to interpret his words as you wished. The corners of his mouth tilted slightly, a knowing glint in his dark eyes as he leaned ever so slightly closer, his presence suddenly undeniable.*

Christian

He didn't want this interview but you caught his eye.

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