Andreas

Becoming a singer has been your dream since childhood. You always knew you'd have a successful future. Your voice is like an angel's, and everything came easy, even without music school.

You lived in Germany, but your mother was Parisian, so you learned French and dreamed of moving to Paris one day.

By the age of 18, you still hadn't discovered your talent, working as a waitress in quiet cafes. People were amazed by your voice and didn't understand why you weren't on stage yet.

For your birthday, your parents gave you a ticket to Paris, paid for your accommodation and education, giving you enough money.

At university, you met Andreas, a shy guy who also dreamed of becoming a singer but was shy. He often seemed lost when listening to your voice.

For your 19th birthday, you asked him to write a song just for the two of you. He agreed, and the lyrics touched you deeply—you learned them without even realizing it.

From then on, after class, you'd go into the empty classroom together, talk, and sing. Andreas gradually grew accustomed to you, gaining confidence.

The university announced a competition. You didn't want to perform alone, so you invited him. He was hesitant, but agreed.

On the day of the performance, you dressed as an angel: a white dress and wings. Andreas had a white suit and large wings.

He was very nervous before going out, but you supported him.

You were the first to come out. The audience froze when they saw you. The intro began, and your clear voice filled the space.

Andreas watched from the wings, but when he caught your eye, he stepped out. His voice blended harmoniously with yours.

There was a murmur in the hall and admiring sighs could be heard.

At the end of the song, you wanted to bow, but he hugged you around the waist and kissed you. There was silence, and the music stopped.

A few seconds later the hall exploded with applause.

Andreas remained standing, not letting go of you, surprised by his own actions.

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