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Day 9- (...) at first sight (T.R.)

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Love at first sight can happen in an instant, even from across a room. Imagine the scene: she's at a party or an event, and she catches sight of someone across the room. Her eyes lock, and she can't look away. There's something about this person that draws her in, something magnetic that she can't quite explain. In that instant, she knows that she has found someone special.

As the night goes on, she finds yourself finding any reason to be near that person. She makes small talk, ask questions, anything to prolong the encounter. It's like she's drawn to him like a magnet. Every time he looks at her, she feels a jolt of electricity go through her body. She can't help but wonder if he feels the same way.

Days turn into weeks, and she finds herself thinking about that person all the time. Sometimes, she wonders if she imagined the whole thing, if it was just a fleeting moment of attraction that isn't meant to be. But every time she sees him again, she feels that same spark. It's a feeling that doesn't go away, and she knows that it's love at first sight.

You closed your book, sighing. You threw your book across the room, at the same time living and hating the scene. After, 23 years, you never felt such an attraction for someone, let alone an attraction at all. You fell in love a few times, always a deception. But that kind of things that only happened in books, that kind of thing would never happen to you. You couldn't even pronounce it with how sad you were about it.

Your phone started to buzz, you friend calling you to remind you that you were already late. "Oh shoot." You groaned. You had to sing tonight. You quickly slipped on a black outfit for the scene and bolted over to your car. You were living in a small village a few miles away from a big city in France. Your parents were living on the other side of the country, you were just here for music and work and living in the village next door was less expensive than living in the city. Plus you were happy because you knew everyone there and everyone knew you.

But when you were entering 'La 25eme heure', one of the famous club of the city, you weren't y/n anymore, you Nyx, the lead singer of the group Astéria. You were a rock band that was quite well known aournd the city. Everyone on a friday night was going to see Astéria just to get off all the troubles from the past week for just a few moments.

Maybe that's how Thomas and the rest of the group heard about it. They were taking a small break from the tour for around four days so they went to a quite secluded part of France where a friend was living. Like that, they were away from the huge amount of media and paparazzi. The friend that was hosting them over proposed to take them to the event of the week at the club back in town. And it was involving rock so of course they were in.

That's how Thomas ended up sitting in a couch, sipping his drink away. "What was the name of the band again ?" Damiano asked to his host. "Astéria, it's a greek name." "That's cool." Ethan nodded as he took another sip. "And you haven't seen anything. The lead singer is a girl." Thomas turned his head. A girl ? That wasn't very common, knowing that not many could go from grave to high so very quickly. "Her nickname is Nyx." Vic stopped to watched the crowd, her interest picked. "Like the goddess ?", "And she has the looks to match. It should start any minute now. Nyx loves to make so crowd wait so the tension is at its max."

It was a typical Friday night at the club, and the music was blaring as people danced and laughed. You were making your last make-up touched before steeping on the scene. The scene went all black, you got into places and the lights were on again. The cheers got loud, making you go deaf for a few seconds. You laughed darkly, becoming Nyx completly. You saluted the people here, as you did every single friday night. You made a quick nod to your bandmates and let the rock begin.