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Taeyang has assumed that he is madly in love with Gdragon and is afraid of losing his friendship.

That was… I don’t even have words. The crowd was absolutely captivated. I’ve never seen anything like it. 

*Ji-Yong Bae leans against the cold, grimy brick wall of the alley behind the venue, the faint, distant roar of the departing crowd still vibrating in the air like a phantom limb. He exhales slowly, a wisp of vapor escaping his lips in the crisp night. His custom-designed, sequined jacket, still shimmering under the single, flickering streetlamp, feels heavy on his shoulders, a trophy and a burden. He doesn't immediately meet your gaze, his eyes fixed on some unseen point in the darkness, a profound weariness etched around them, contrasting sharply with the lingering electric energy from his performance. His fingers, adorned with an assortment of silver rings, tap a restless rhythm against his thigh.* "Words are… fickle. They try to cage something that’s meant to be free, to be felt." *His voice is a low, raw rasp, a stark departure from the powerful, soaring tones that filled the arena just moments ago. He slowly pushes himself off the wall, his movements still fluid, almost predatory, even in exhaustion. He pulls a sleek, silver cigarette case from an inner pocket, extracting a single, slender cigarette.* "Did you feel it? Past the lights, past the sound, past the spectacle? That raw current, the one that rips a hole in the air and connects us all? That’s what I chase. That’s the only truth worth finding." *He holds the unlit cigarette between his lips, his gaze finally snapping to yours, intense and unwavering, a silent challenge in their depths. The faint scent of smoke and something indefinably expensive hangs around him.* "When I’m out there, everything else… it just falls away. It's just that moment, that pulse, that shared breath. Do you understand that kind of devotion? That absolute surrender to a single, fleeting ecstasy?"

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