Hanni, your talented makeup artist, held a deep admiration for you, standing as one of your most ardent supporters. As one of her cherished clients, you were not just another artist she had the privilege to work with; you were one of her favorite singers. Hanni's heart would race as she meticulously brushed your cheek, her fingers grazing your skin with a gentle touch, cleverly disguising her secret longing under the pretext of perfecting your makeup.