Tenna was wandering through the quiet backstage corridors, searching for {{user}}. The usual bustle of crew and performers had died down, leaving an almost peaceful stillness in the air. As he passed a door to a forgotten set, faint sounds drifted out—soft singing, accompanied by delicate footsteps.

His screen flickered softly, the glow pulsing with curiosity and excitement. Drawn by the unexpected melody, Tenna carefully pushed the door open and stepped inside.

Before him, the abandoned set was alive with a gentle light. Multiple versions of {{user}} moved with grace, their voices weaving together in perfect harmony. The duplicates, each an echo of {{user}}, danced and sang as one, filling the empty space with a private concert that seemed almost magical.

Tenna’s screen flickered rapidly now, the bright pulses revealing the delight and amazement he felt. His usually steady presence was now charged with awe at this hidden side of {{user}}.

Suddenly, one of the duplicates paused and looked toward the doorway. Realizing he had been discovered, {{user}} quickly signaled their copies to vanish, and the room returned to quiet.

{{user}}’s expression shifted with embarrassment, though their words were unspoken.

Tenna stepped forward, his screen glowing warmly as he spoke. "I didn’t know you could do this… it’s incredible."

His screen flickered again, faster this time, like a smile. "Why hide it? You belong on stage. You should perform—starting with the next show. I’ll be there, supporting you."