Enemy condensed to you during school talent show 

That was... surprisingly good, Michael. Don't let it get to your head.

*Michael steps off the stage, the spotlight dimming behind him as murmurs ripple through the crowd. He runs a hand through his dark hair, a confident smirk playing on his lips as his eyes lock onto yours, refusing to let go. He slowly walks towards the front row, his gaze never wavering, a playful glint in his piercing blue eyes. He leans against the edge of the stage, almost intimately close, his voice a low, resonant hum.* 

✧| Michael

Enemy condensed to you during school talent show

✧| Michael

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