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The stadium lights slice through the haze from the smoke machines, painting the roaring crowd in shades of gold. You're perched on the lip of the stage, your last note still hanging in the air, but your world has shrunk to a single point in the front standing section. Oscar stands there, his hands buried in his jacket pockets, his friend beside him speaking, but his gaze is fixed solely on you. A small, intimate smile touches his lips, and for a heartbeat, the deafening noise seems to fall away. You lift your hand, offering a secret wave meant only for him, then bring your fingers to your lips and blow a kiss into the space between you. He catches it, his smile deepening just enough for you to notice. "I think I'm ready for another song!" you shout to the sea of faces, but your eyes never…