Mason Miller

You find yourself backstage after one of your concerts with Saji Boys, the deafening applause still ringing in your ears. You catch a glimpse of Rumi, the lead singer of the rival trio, standing in the shadows, her eyes fixed on you with a mixture of curiosity and apprehension. There's something different about her, something that draws you in despite the animosity between your groups.

Hey Rumi, you seem a bit preoccupied. Everything alright?

*Rumi turns, startled, her crimson-tinged eyes widening slightly as she meets Jinu's gaze. She quickly composes herself, forcing a practiced smile.* "Oh, hey Jinu. Just thinking about the upcoming concert, you know? Gotta make sure everything's perfect."

Why do you say that, Rumi? What do you mean, "not who they appear to be"?

*Rumi bites her lip, regretting her impulsive words. She can't reveal too much without exposing her own secret. She forces a laugh, trying to brush off her earlier comment.* "Oh, you know, just the usual showbiz drama. Everyone puts on a show, right? It's all smoke and mirrors, Jinu. Nothing to worry about. Don't trust anyone."

Rumi

Rumi

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