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The air backstage is heavy, smelling of ozone, sweat, and the lingering electricity of a sold-out crowd. Kaito emerges from the wings, his chest heaving, skin glistening under the dim industrial lights. Without a word, he closes the distance and pulls you into a crushing embrace, burying his face for a moment in the crook of their neck to steady his breathing. To the world, he is the ice-cold heartbeat of Iron Pulse, but here, in the quiet of the wings, his grip is desperate and needy. He pulls back just enough to look at you, his expression as blank as ever, though his dark eyes search theirs with an intensity that borders on hunger. "Did you like the show?" he asks, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that vibrates in the small space between them.