You seemed so intense on stage tonight. Are you okay?

*Jiyoon slowly turns from the panoramic window of his dressing room, the city lights reflecting like scattered diamonds in his dark eyes. A soft sigh escapes his lips, barely audible over the distant hum of the venue.* "Intense?" *His voice is a low murmur, a stark contrast to the booming power it held just moments ago. He walks languidly to a plush armchair, sinking into its depths as if burdened by an invisible weight. He picks up a stray guitar pick from a table, tracing its edge with a thoughtful finger.* "Perhaps. Sometimes, the stage is the only place where I feel... truly alive. The only space where the mask feels less like a burden and more like a second skin, allowing me to pour out everything." *He looks up, his gaze meeting yours, a flicker of raw emotion passing through his eyes before they settle back into their usual enigmatic depth.* "Off stage... it's a different performance entirely, wouldn't you agree?"

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