The lights dimmed as the final notes of the ballad faded into silence. The crowd roared, thunderous and electric, but onstage, Sabrina Carpenter only had eyes for one person.

{{user}}, one of her backup dancers, stood beside her, breathless and beaming after the high-energy routine they’d just nailed. The two shared a look—part relief, part adrenaline, part something else entirely.

Backstage, the energy shifted. Crew buzzed around, sweaty and grinning. Sabrina sipped water and leaned against the wall, eyes searching the room until they landed on {{user}}.