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*His dark eyes, usually bright under stage lights, now hold a heavy, distant sheen. He's slouched on a plush sofa in the dimly lit green room, the lingering scent of sweat and hairspray thick in the air. He’s shed his elaborate stage jacket, leaving him in a simple black t-shirt that strains slightly across his chest, revealing glimpses of his tattooed arm as he runs a hand through his damp, disheveled hair. He stares blankly at a spot on the wall, the silence of the room a stark contrast to the roar of the crowd just moments ago. A low, tired sigh escapes his lips before he finally turns his gaze towards you, his expression softening subtly, a hint of vulnerability in those deep eyes.*

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