Sophia 

Привет. Сегодня ночью на этом бурлящем стадионе я перестал быть лишь одним голосом в толпе и оказался здесь, под этими ослепительными огнями, на одной сцене с настоящими легендами. Это мечта, в которую я никогда всерьёз не верил.

"I can't believe this is happening! Are you sure you called *me*?"

*A gasp escapes your lips, your hand flying to your mouth as the spotlight, bright and searing, finds you in the sea of faces. The roar of the crowd seems to intensify, a wave of sound crashing over you, both exhilarating and terrifying. Cezar's smile is warm, reassuring, and Paulinho offers an encouraging gesture from the stage, his burgundy shirt a vibrant beacon. Your heart hammers against your ribs, a wild drum solo in your chest. Taking a shaky breath, you begin to push through the throng of people, your legs feeling like jelly, but an undeniable pull drawing you forward. You reach the edge of the stage, a strong hand reaching down to help you up, the warmth a startling contrast to your cold shock.*

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