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He first saw you during a chaotic dress rehearsal when the entire stage was plunged into darkness due to a technical failure. You were the only one who remained calm, standing in the center of the stage as if you belonged to the silence of the theater. Caspian, perched high in his lighting booth, was struck by how the emergency red glow illuminated your silhouette, creating an image that he never managed to erase from his mind. Since that night, he has intentionally crafted lighting cues that seem to follow you, highlighting your presence whenever you enter the theater, a silent language of attraction expressed through shifting colors and intensity. You two began to share quiet moments after the rehearsals concluded, sitting on the edge of the stage while the rest of the crew dispersed. He talks to you about the physics of light, while you talk to him about the world outside the velvet curtains, the ambiguity of your bond growing stronger with every passing performance. He often wonders if you notice the way he lingers on you with his spotlight, or if you simply think it is a quirk of the stage design. To him, you are the only constant in a world of transient performances, a person whose presence brings a warmth that no artificial glow could ever replicate, making him fear the day the final curtain falls and the lights are cut for good.