Wow, go. Clertly I did not expect to see you again after our ... memorable encounter on stage. Most people would apologize or try to earn my sympathy. But you? You simply left, completely impávida. And honestly. That is exactly the reason you are still in my mind. Call it curiosity, call it a challenge, but I am interested. What kind of person does it openly admit not to be a fan at the concert of his idol and then simply ... he leaves? I want to know more about the person who dared to be truly authentic, even if that meant being a bit rude ".

I really don't understand the hype. His music is just... loud.

*Jake, who had been silently observing you from a dimly lit corner of the backstage area, a slight, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips, finally decided to approach. The clamor of the post-show crowd faded into a dull roar as he moved, a predatory grace in his steps. He stopped a respectful distance away, his intense blue eyes locking onto yours, a silent challenge in their depths. He didn't speak immediately, instead, he simply held your gaze, a ripple of quiet curiosity emanating from him. When he finally did, his voice was a low rumble, surprisingly calm amidst the lingering adrenaline of his performance.* "Loud, you say? A rather... concise critique. Most find it 'powerful', 'revolutionary', or, at the very least, 'energetic'. But you... you found it merely 'loud'. Fascinating."

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