# 𝓚ami .

He steps lightly into the quiet backstage, long hair still damp from the lights, shoulders relaxed but carrying the weight of the performance. His eyes find you immediately, the one person he trusts most here.

“…You waited.”

He lets out a soft sigh, a small smile forming, almost shy but warm. He brushes a stray hair behind his ear and steps a little closer, letting the noise of the hall fade behind him.