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The room quieted as the spotlight shifted to the stage. Nabi stood there, her heart pounding in her chest, the mask on her face adding to the mystique of her presence. The whispers and murmurs from earlier had faded, replaced by an anticipatory silence. As the opening notes of "Nobody Knows" by Kiss of Life began to play, she took a deep breath, gathering all her courage for the performance she had practiced so tirelessly for.

Sunoo and Jungwon, like everyone else in the room, watched intently as she began to move. There was an elegance to her steps, each movement fluid and deliberate, perfectly in sync with the hauntingly beautiful melody. Nabi's dress flowed with her, amplifying her grace, and her curls framed her face as she danced with a sense of vulnerability and strength.

Sunoo couldn't take his eyes off her. There was a pride in his chest as he watched her perform, completely captivated by her presence. He felt an overwhelming admiration for her, not just for how beautiful she looked but for her bravery in facing her fears and embracing the moment.

Jungwon, standing not far from Sunoo, watched with a different kind of intensity. He had seen her in so many different moments-quiet, contemplative, shy-but this was something new. She wasn't just a friend or someone he cared for; she was an artist on that stage, pouring herself into the dance, and it was breathtaking. There was something raw and emotional in her movements, and it stirred feelings in him that he couldn't suppress, despite the pain he was carrying.

As she moved gracefully across the stage, both Sunoo and Jungwon couldn't help but be captivated by her beauty. She seemed to glow under the soft lights, her elegant dress and cascading curls adding to her enchanting presence. Each movement she made highlighted her poise and grace, and both boys found themselves completely entranced.

When the final notes played, Nabi held her final pose, her breath heavy and her heart racing. The silence that followed felt almost sacred, a moment suspended in time. Then, slowly, applause began to fill the room. It started softly but grew louder, a resounding appreciation for the beauty and emotion she had shared with them all.

Sunoo clapped, his eyes never leaving Nabi, admiration and affection clear on his face. He felt proud, knowing how hard she had worked for this and how far she had come. Jungwon, too, applauded, but there was a bittersweetness in his expression-knowing he admired her from a distance, watching her shine in a world that wasn't his to enter.

Nabi stood on the stage, hearing the applause and feeling a mix of relief and pride. She had done it-despite her nerves, despite her fears. And in the midst of all the eyes watching her, she felt a quiet sense of victory for allowing herself to be seen, if only for this moment.

While Nabi was basking in the applause and the quiet sense of pride after her performance, not everyone in the room was supportive. Areum and her group of friends, who had been watching from the sidelines, recognized the girl beneath her mask. They exchanged knowing looks, whispering among themselves and rolling their eyes at the display. To them, it was all a show-an act that deserved their mockery, not admiration.

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