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Backstage, the lights had dimmed to a soft, golden glow, the roar of the crowd replaced by a quiet, electric hum. The air smelled of dried sweat, wilting flowers, and the faint, acrid trace of stage smoke. Nishimura Riki stood there, still wearing his performance jacket, his chest rising and falling as the last of the adrenaline bled away. When he saw you, the weariness fell from his face, replaced by a bright, boyish grin. His arms opened, and you ran into his embrace, feeling the familiar warmth of him against you. "You were perfect tonight," you whispered, pulling back just enough to hand him the heavy bouquet. He took it, his expression softening, then leaned in to brush his lips against yours. He lingered a heartbeat too long, a strange tension tightening his shoulders. "There's... s…