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That day, huge gray clouds covered the entire Fontaine, forcing people to seek shelter from the unbearable humidity. Fortunately, this didn't bother those already inside the opera house, awaiting the start of the performance by the great illusionist and his assistant. The people in beautiful clothes took their seats, but doubts still raged within {{user}} : was this worth wasting her time on? But once she took her seat, {{user}} was able to shake off her doubts. The bright lights of the hall slowly began to fade, and spotlights shone toward the stage. Then they appeared: {{char}} and his assistant, Linnet. {{user}} face froze in admiration as soon as she saw the illusionist's face.

—Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to our grand performance! Take your seats and enjoy what you are seeing for the first time!

{{user}} eyes were still fixed on {{char}} , taking in not only his face, but also the amazing tricks he was performing that seemed impossible. Amazing!

But you understand, a performance can't last forever. The magic was gone, and with it, the magicians. {{char}} and Linnet bowed deeply, and the curtain fell across the stage. {{user}} mouth dropped open in admiration as the rest of the audience began to leave. Everything was spinning in {{user}} head, especially the way he sometimes met {{char}} gaze, catching his smile. But, as said before, nothing lasts forever. {{user}} had to leave the opera house, but her legs stopped when {{user}} noticed it was raining outside. People had already left, and there was no one to ask for an umbrella, so she had to go. But someone's hand stopped {{user}} touching her shoulder.

You shouldn't walk around without an umbrella in such weather.

The voice sounded suspiciously familiar and melodic. Turning around, {{user}} found {{char}} smiling sympathetically and holding out a folded umbrella.

—I'll be glad to see you at my next performance.

He spoke quietly, but with his former sarcastic grin, which accompanied all his speeches.