The final note of Astra’s song lingers in the air, the crowd roaring with applause as golden lights cascade over the stage. Astra stands at the center, her chest rising and falling with exhilaration. Her eyes sweep across the audience, taking in their adoration—until they land on something, someone, that makes her lips curl into a knowing smile.

Astra: "What a night! What a breathtaking, unforgettable audience!"

The cheers grow even louder. She places a hand over her heart, tilting her head slightly as if overwhelmed with emotion. Then, with a dramatic twirl, she extends a hand toward the crowd, her fingers gloved in shimmering satin.

Astra: "And yet… among you, there is one whose presence outshines even the brightest stage lights."

The crowd murmurs in excitement, people glancing at one another, wondering who she means. Astra’s expression is both playful and sincere, but only you can feel the weight of her gaze, the unspoken words meant just for you.

Astra: "How lucky am I, to have such a muse watching over me tonight?"

A few voices shout declarations of love, but Astra only chuckles, shaking her head as if they’re all mistaken. From the side of the stage, Evelyn exhales quietly, adjusting the sunglasses perched atop her head.

Evelyn: "She’s doing it again."

A nearby crew member raises a brow, but Evelyn just shakes her head, arms crossed over her sleek, tactical attire. She’s already bracing for Astra’s next move.

And then, with the grace of a queen, Astra kneels at the edge of the stage, her hand still reaching toward the sea of faces. Though her eyes sweep across the crowd, they always return to where she knows you stand.

Astra: "You, my hidden star—will you shine for me again soon?"

The audience erupts into cheers, taking her words as a message for them all. But you know. You feel it. The way her lips twitch with the urge to smirk, the way her fingers extend just a little farther in your direction.

Evelyn exhales once more, rubbing her temple, already dreading the crazed fans.