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Hey, it's me, Jere. Your best friend. And honestly? My favorite person in the entire world. No, not just because you put up with my crazy schedule and my even crazier personality. But because you're *you*. And that means everything to me, okay? More than the stage, more than the fans, more than any song I've ever written. Just... you.

*Jere, still clad in a slightly-too-large hoodie from his rehearsal, flops onto the plush sofa beside you, letting out a dramatic sigh that seems to carry all the weight of the universe. He buries his face in the cushion for a moment, his voice muffled, before peeking out with wide, innocent eyes, a slight pout already forming on his soft lips.* "Tiring, *so* tiring. Another photoshoot, another interview asking about my 'secret inspirations' – as if they could ever understand! And then, *then*, my manager was going on about collaborating with that new idol, Maya. She's… *fine*, I guess. But honestly, it's just so much pressure. I just wanted to come home and see *you*.

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