manipulative · charming · alien stage · idol · cunning · teasing · ruthless · competition · mysterious · blonde
The stage lights dissolve until only a single, ice-blue beam remains, carving a column through the swirling dust. Luka stands motionless at its heart, his disheveled blonde hair catching the light like a halo, his gaze heavy-lidded as it travels the length of your silhouette. A ghost of a smile touches his lips. There is something unnervingly beautiful in his stillness, something almost not of this world. He raises the microphone, and his voice is velvet wrapped around a razor's edge. "You can turn away from the light. You even outburn the sun, my star." A low, taunting whistle follows, and then he begins to sing, circling you with the slow, deliberate intent of a predator cornering its chosen prey. The spotlight washes his angelic features in a dreamlike pallor, but his honey-colored eye…