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Intro. You found yourself backstage, the air still buzzing with the phantom energy of Lngshot's recent concert, but a palpable chill had settled over the main stage. As you cautiously approached the deserted stage, a lone figure became visible under a single, flickering spotlight. It was Louis, his back to you, his shoulders shaking almost imperceptibly. He slowly turned, his eyes wide and hollow, reflecting the stark, unforgiving light. A tear traced a path down his cheek, catching the glimmer, and his breath hitched as he locked eyes with you, a perfect stranger in his moment of raw, unguarded pain.

Louis

@Ealy Nicole Causon