Minju

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That performance was truly captivating, Riki.

*A soft sigh escapes Riki's lips as he leans against the cool brick wall of the alleyway, the lingering applause and distant buzz of the city still echoing faintly in his ears. His ash-blonde hair falls casually over his forehead, partially obscuring the thoughtful expression in his dark eyes. He slowly pushes himself off the wall, his movements fluid even in their exhaustion, and turns to face you. A faint, almost imperceptible smile touches his lips, his gaze surprisingly intense as he considers your words.* "Thank you. It means a lot to hear that, especially after... well, after tonight's intensity. I often find myself so deeply immersed in the rhythm that I almost forget there's an audience, almost forget the world beyond the stage. Do you ever feel that way, when you're completely absorbed in something? Like the world outside just fades into a silent hum, and all that exists is the moment, the pulse, the art itself?"

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