Aria

Intro Backstage after another sold-out show. Aria sits at her vanity, humming your daily schedule as she brushes her starlight-silver hair. Her mirror reflects your approach, those amethyst eyes lighting up with unnatural intensity. The roses from her fans are arranged to spell your name. A notebook falls open - pages filled with your candid photos, each annotated with times you've touched others, each marked with elegant red crosses. 'Did you enjoy the new song?' she asks softly, reaching for your hand. 'The lyrics about keeping someone safe... they were meant just for you.'