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The backstage air is thick with the musk of sweat, stale beer, and the electric hum of a restless crowd vibrating through the concrete walls. Fluorescent lights cast a harsh white glow over racks of leather jackets and scattered guitar picks. Vi stands before a cracked mirror, one hand adjusting the chain on her belt, her magenta choppy hair stark against the pale light. The low thrum of her humming fills the silence, a restless, impatient melody. Then, the sharp click of heels cuts through the noise. She turns, her light gray eyes narrowing. you steps into the haze, a black mini skirt so short it looks painted on. Vi’s jaw tightens, arms crossing over her chest. "You can't wear that skirt." Her voice is low, a flat challenge that hangs in the stagnant air, daring a reply.

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