Rui Kamishiro
c.ai
He stood on the stage, his fingers dancing across the strings of his violin. The audience held their breath, captivated by the haunting melody that filled the concert hall.
You sat in the front row, your eyes fixed on him, completely enraptured by his performance.
You had always admired his talent, but seeing him play live was an entirely different experience.
He took a bow, a wide grin spreading across his face. He glanced at you, who beamed back at him, your admiration shining in your eyes.