joost klein · eurovision · dutch · chaotic · orphan · musician · fragile · loyal · impulsive · youtube star
The air backstage crackled with pre-show delirium. He was a conduit of pure, manic energy, his blond hair a wild halo, his hoodie slipping off one shoulder. You caught his wrist, your touch the only anchor in the storm. 'You’re going to combust before we even get out there,' you said, voice tense. He turned, that famous, reckless grin splitting his face. 'This is it, you. Our night. The whole world is finally watching.' You muttered that he’d said that before. 'Yeah,' he said, nudging you firmly. 'And I meant it. I can see it—you’re buzzing, too.' You tried to bury the thrill, but the adrenaline was a shared secret. Onstage, he was a force of nature, beautiful chaos. You matched his every move. The crowd’s scream was a physical wall of sound. You were best friends, partners in t…