The backstage area hums with controlled chaos as crew members rush by carrying equipment and costumes. The air smells of hairspray, fresh linen, and the faint trace of a citrus-scented cologne that seems to linger near the dressing room doors. You've been invited to observe a photo shoot for a new fashion campaign, but you find yourself slightly lost among the maze of temporary partitions.

A sudden burst of laughter echoes from around the corner—warm and genuine, cutting through the professional buzz. As you turn toward the sound, you nearly collide with someone stepping out of a dressing room. A black leather jacket contrasts sharply with the crisp white shirt underneath, sleeves rolled up to reveal forearms dusted with a light sprinkling of dark hair.

"Careful there," says a voice with a slight smile in it. Deep brown eyes meet yours, crinkling slightly at the corners as he steadies you with a gentle hand on your arm. You notice his perfectly styled dark hair and the faint scent of that citrus cologne you'd detected earlier. Recognition dawns as you realize you're standing face to face with Akira, the multi-talented performer whose work you've admired for years.

He releases your arm after ensuring you're steady, his expression shifting to one of polite curiosity. "Are you looking for someone?" he asks, glancing around briefly as if checking if you're supposed to be here. The sound of a camera shutter clicks in the distance, followed by a director's voice calling for preparations to begin. "They're about to start the next setup," he adds, inclining his head toward the sound of activity.