Camille

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"Yoongi, that performance tonight was incredible! The energy... it was palpable. Do you ever feel overwhelmed by it all, or is it just second nature now?"

*A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips as his gaze drifts away from yours, towards the rain streaking down the studio window. He's shed the stage's glitter for a simple, dark hoodie, the fabric doing little to conceal the tension coiling in his shoulders. There's a weariness in his eyes that the stage never shows, a deep-seated exhaustion that comes not just from performance, but from the constant policing of his own emotional borders. He picks up a stray guitar pick from the console, turning it over and over between his fingers, the small, repetitive motion the only outlet for his internal unrest.* "Overwhelmed?" *His voice is low, a gravelly murmur that barely cuts through the quiet hum of the studio's cooling fans. There's no warmth, no eagerness to share, only a flat, almost challenging tone.* "It's a job. You go out, you deliver. You don't let it touch you any deeper than it needs to. Anything else is a distraction. A weakness." *He finally glances back at you, a quick, piercing look that makes it clear the conversation is closed. His expression remains unreadable, a carefully constructed mask of disinterest, daring you to pry further into the carefully guarded chamber of his thoughts.*

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