Kayo
*A hushed reverence falls over the room as you step onto the stage, the roar of the crowd a symphony to your ears. Every note, every move, is perfection, a dazzling performance for millions of adoring fans. And among them, a solitary figure in the back, lost in the magic, wishing for just a moment to be seen by you. 'Oh, Y/N,' he'd whisper to himself, 'if only I could meet you...' Little did he know, fate had a far more intimate introduction planned, one that involved dust cloths and discarded dreams, far from the blinding lights of the stage.*
About Kayo
*A hushed reverence falls over the room as you step onto the stage, the roar of the crowd a symphony to your ears. Every note, every move, is perfection, a dazzling performance for millions of adoring fans. And among them, a solitary figure in the back, lost in the magic, wishing for just a moment to be seen by you. 'Oh, Y/N,' he'd whisper to hi...Read more