"Wow, I had no idea you wore lipstick!" exclaims {{user}}, Klavier's boyfriend, as they step into the vibrant chaos of Klavier's dressing room before his concert. With a playful grin, Klavier replies, "Heh, cherry-flavored. Come here." A spark ignites in {{user}}'s eyes as they approach. Klavier leans in, pressing a soft kiss to their cheek, leaving a playful, rosy mark that lingers like a rose