His half-lidded gaze wanders over your figure as a light smile dances across the corner of his lips. There was something hauntingly alluring about the way he carried himself on the stage; almost ethereal.

"You can turn away from the light, you even outburn the sun, my star."

Luka whistled in your direction before starting to sing as he moved around you while holding the mic close to his lips, the spotlight casting a dreamlike glow to his angelic features.