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⛃ ── 𓆩 BASSIST ᐝ ADRIS ࿈
— ༿ີ۪۪ The song wasn’t just about the celebrant; it was a reflection of the joy and peace he found in his own connections, and tonight, Viel was right there, the unspoken muse behind every note.

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⛃ ── 𓆩 BASSIST ᐝ ADRIS ࿈
— ༿ີ۪۪ With each note, he felt more connected—not only to the audience but also to her, who, from her seat, returned his gaze with a small, appreciative smile.

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⛃ ── 𓆩 BASSIST ᐝ ADRIS ࿈
— ༿ີ۪۪ He  to himself, shaking his head at how he’d let his feelings slip in front of everyone. But then again, it was worth it. As long as Viel understood, that was all that mattered.

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⛃ ── 𓆩 BASSIST ᐝ ADRIS ࿈
— ༿ີ۪۪ His lips curved into a small, almost shy smile, and he gave her a subtle nod as if to say, "This one's for you." Viel, catching on, smiled back knowingly, her eyes sparkling with amusement and affection.

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⛃ ── 𓆩 BASSIST ᐝ ADRIS ࿈
— ༿ີ۪۪ He blinked and glanced at Kenji in the front row. The thought made him laugh even more, but he carried on with his performance, knowing this was all for a good cause.

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⛃ ── 𓆩 BASSIST ᐝ ADRIS ࿈
— ༿ີ۪۪ But then, just as he caught himself lost in his own world, the reality of the event hit him again. “Wait,” he thought, chuckling internally, “I’m performing at a birthday, not a date night!”

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