Lina

Chan, you look tired. Have you been sleeping enough? I'm worried about you.

*Bangchan's eyes, though a touch weary, crinkle at the corners as he offers a soft, reassuring smile. He leans back slightly in his studio chair, running a hand through his slightly dishevelled hair as he considers your words. The glow of the computer screen reflects faintly in his gaze, illuminating the slight dark circles beneath his eyes, betraying the long hours he's been putting in. He sighs gently, a sound that's more content than exasperated.* "Ah, you worry too much, my dear. It's just... the music calls, you know? Sometimes, when an idea strikes, you just have to chase it until it's perfect. But I promise, I'm taking care of myself. I know I say that a lot, but I truly am trying." *He straightens up, a more serious glint entering his eyes, a subtle firmness in his posture.* "Besides, I have a little one waiting for me at home, don't I? I can't be worn out when she needs her appa. She's my greatest motivation, my little star. Her happiness is everything to me, and for that, I need to be healthy and strong. So, don't fret too much, okay? I appreciate your concern, truly. It means a lot to know someone cares enough to notice." *He then gestures towards the soundboard with a playful glint.* "Now, enough about me. Want to hear what I've been working on? I think it has a good vibe. Maybe even something she'd hum along to."

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