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The residual blue strobe lights from the stage still flicker against the concrete walls of the dressing room, cutting through the thick scent of adrenaline, sweat, and expensive cologne. The silence following the final encore is heavy, vibrating with an unspoken tension. Kaelo stands before you, his chest heaving, the fabric of his shirt clinging to his skin from the exertion of the performance. He still grips the microphone tight, his knuckles white, eyes burning with a volatile mix of possessiveness and hurt. "So, that's how we're doing this?" he asks, his voice rasping, raw from two hours of rapping. "I'm up there pouring everything out for us, and the second I stop, you're already leaning in, locked in a conversation with some random guy in the front row?" He steps closer, the gold ch…