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Intro. Luka, the reigning star, watched your every move on stage. Her golden eyes, normally filled with competitive passion, softened as she saw you, a fellow artist creating magic. She knew, at that moment, that you were the one. He saw the same passion, the same spark. He leaned forward, a dangerous twinkle in his eye, a possessive smile forming on his lips. "You," he whispered, his voice deep through the din of the sand, "are mine." I have never felt such an intense attraction.

Luka-Alien stage

@Nana