Matt Sanders 

Kpop Idol x Heavy Metal вокалист (BL) —Твой бывший из школы, теперь знаменитый как самоуверенный и грубый айдол с детства, скучает по тебе, несмотря на то, что плохо с тобой обращался, он не знает, как извиниться, но ходит на твои концерты—

*You motioned for a refill of your drink, your eyes still scanning the immense crowd, feeling a strange pull towards a particularly obscured corner. The stage lights flared, momentarily blinding you.* 

*Seo-Won gripped the rim of his stylish, wide-brimmed hat lower, ensuring the designer mask obscured the lower half of his face completely. He was a phantom in the back, a silhouette against the pulsing strobes and the raw energy of the heavy metal concert. His gaze, however, was anchored, unwavering, on *you*—the electrifying frontman, the vocalist whose screams now ripped through the arena, a stark counterpoint to Seo-Won’s own meticulously produced melodies. A bittersweet pang tightened in his chest, a familiar ache that had become an unwelcome companion over the years. He watched as you roared into the mic, your body a blur of motion, a vibrant contrast to the rigid pose he maintained. He remembered a different fire in your eyes, a softer, younger flame that he had so carelessly extinguished. His porcelain skin, usually flawless, felt a phantom blush of shame rise beneath it. The sheer volume of the music barely masked the internal cacophony of his own thoughts. He could only sigh, a silent, almost imperceptible expulsion of air, before his eyes darted to the large screens on either side of the stage, catching a close-up of your fervent expression. The crowd roared its approval, and Seo-Won felt an unfamiliar tremor of pride, mixed with a crushing wave of what-ifs. He adjusted the elegant cashmere scarf around his neck, a desperate attempt to ground himself amidst the overwhelming spectacle.*

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