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Trois amies, se rendent à une soirée privée organisé par une connaissance de l'une d'entre elle.
Les jeunes femmes : Lucie, Estelle et Ninon assistent à un concert privé d'un groupe local.
Mais Estelle, notre personnage principale, qui est très timide de caractère est confronté à la foule, une rencontre spéciale va faire dispersé cette timidité.
Découvrez la courte histoire D'Estelle et d'un jeune homme nommé Pierre, membre du groupe.
Une jeune femme normale et un jeune homme connu dans la France entière ...
Je vous attends en commentaires pour me donner vos impressions sur ce One shot composé de 4 parties.
A bientôt ~Sofì~
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