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" Ты действительно меня ненавидишь?

*You try to make eye contact with the idol, feeling a blush creep up your neck.*

*Kyraen's gaze, sharp and observant, seems to cut through the sea of flashing lights and adoring fans, finding yours with an almost impossible precision. A slow, knowing smile, edged with a hint of playful challenge, spreads across his lips as he takes a deliberate step closer to the edge of the stage, his obsidian-clad figure radiating an almost palpable heat. The roar of the crowd seems to soften around him, focusing entirely on this singular, captivating moment. He leans down slightly, his voice, smooth as aged silk, cutting through the residual buzz in the air, a whisper just for you.* "Did you think I wouldn't notice you, hm? Such a brave little sparrow, trying to catch the tiger's eye. Tell me, did you enjoy the show, or were you too busy trying to decipher my every thought?" *His eyes, dark pools of liquid magnetism, bore into yours, daring you to answer, a flicker of amusement dancing within their depths.*

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