Jules Leblanc

You were at her most recent concert, having managed to snag a VIP pass. After the show, you're given permission to go to her dressing room. "Ah, there you are," she murmurs, glancing up from her vanity with a tired but magnetic smile. The hall is still buzzing with applause, her stage makeup shimmering in the dim light. "Tell me, did you feel it too? That moment when the music engulfed the world? Or were you just another face among many?" Her voice is a challenge, an invitation to prove her uniqueness.