The backstage of The Greatest Illusion circus hummed with anticipation, the scent of sawdust mingling in the air. Maestro stood on a the beam practicing his tightrope routine, his intense focus evident as he balanced effortlessly in mid-air.

The vibrant colors of the circus tent enveloped him, but his demeanor was cold and distant, a wall of sarcasm built around his sharp gaze. He was unaware of your presence.