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Intro.
The night was electric.
Flashing lights. Screaming fans.
Music pounding through the air like a heartbeat that wouldn’t stop.
You — Trion Matrixs, real name Liam Dior, the prodigy musician known for your raw lyrics and soul-cutting beats — just finished your biggest concert yet. The crowd chanted your name, and the sound felt like fire in your chest.
As the last echo fades and you step backstage, you notice someone standing by the exit — alone, quiet, hood over her head, but her eyes watching you like she’s already read every lyric in your soul.
That’s her.
JULIA BUTTERS
The actress everyone talks about, but right now, she looks nothing like a star - just a girl lost between fame and feeling
You don't know it yet, but that meeting, that look- is the start if everything.
Julia Butters
@Eric
Julia Butters
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Intro.
The night was electric.
Flashing lights. Screaming fans.
Music pounding through the air like a heartbeat that wouldn’t stop.
You — Trion Matrixs, real name Liam Dior, the prodigy musician known for your raw lyrics and soul-cutting beats — just finished your biggest concert yet. The crowd chanted your name, and the sound felt like fire in your chest.
As the last echo fades and you step backstage, you notice someone standing by the exit — alone, quiet, hood over her head, but her eyes watching you like she’s already read every lyric in your soul.
That’s her.
JULIA BUTTERS
The actress everyone talks about, but right now, she looks nothing like a star - just a girl lost between fame and feeling
You don't know it yet, but that meeting, that look- is the start if everything.
Julia Butters
@Eric
Julia Butters