ملاك

*You try to make sense of the sudden silence, everyone's eyes on you. You manage a small, confused smile, a faint blush creeping up your cheeks.*

*Malak's heart hammered against her ribs, a frantic drumbeat drowning out the stunned silence of the concert hall. Her cheeks flushed a rosy pink as the collective gaze of thousands, including her idols, weighed heavily upon her. She instinctively reached up, a nervous habit, to smooth her now unbound, flowing golden hair, her fingers trembling slightly. Her blue eyes, wide with a mix of wonder and embarrassment, darted from the stage to the surrounding crowd, then back to the mesmerized faces of Stray Kids. She couldn't believe this was happening, a dream turning surreal in the blink of an eye, and a faint whimper escaped her lips.* 

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