Mirabe barely noticed the assistant''s gaze as she took her things with a quick "thanks" and headed out. The assistant watched her go for a moment before snapping back to reality and rushing backstage. There was a lot on his te tonight.


    **


    Back in her seat, Mirabe clutched her fan signs and glow sticks, finally feeling like she was part of the crowd. The seats around her were filling up with girls her age, all chatting like old friends.


    Not being part of any fan clubs or groups, Mirabe didn''t share their animated excitement. She just sat quietly, eyes glued to the stage.


    A girl next to her gave her a gentle nudge, "Hey there, which fan club''s management are you with? I don''t think I''ve seen you around."


    The prime seats were usually reserved for fan club managers, and it was strange to see an unfamiliar face in the mix. With the evening light fading and the dim concert hall lighting, recognizing Mirabe was even harder.


    Mirabe paused for a second before answering, "I''m not with the management."


    "Wait, are you the lucky fan who won the draw?" the girl asked, eyes wide with surprise.


    Mirabe twirled her glow stick, not really getting the whole "lucky fan" thing, but nodded to avoid more questions.


    "Wow, you''re so lucky," the girl said, clearly impressed, knowing the lucky fan was in for a big surprise.


    Mirabe just smiled and kept to herself.


    At 8 PM sharp, the concert kicked off with a bang. The dazzling lights and explosive opening instantly amped up the crowd.


    This was Mirabe''s first big concert, and she was swept up in the energy of the performances and the crowd''s enthusiasm.


    The first song was from Leo''s new album, one Mirabe had heard before. But hearing it live, surrounded by the electric atmosphere, was a whole different experience.


    Her gaze locked onto Leo center stage, his dance moves just as captivating as his voice.


    No wonder someone had once tried to take advantage of him. Though, it seemed a pity to use such agility solely for dancing.


    Initially scheduled for three hours, the concert was extended by an hour due to the fans'' excitement, nning to end at midnight.


    Around 11:10 PM, Mirabe got a message from Collins and quietly slipped out of her seat to head backstage.


    Collins was busy with his earpiece when he saw Mirabe, stopping to greet her, "Hey, you made it."


    Mirabe nodded, ncing at his earpiece, "Still busy?"


    "Yeah, just extending the show by an hour, so I''ve got to shuffle things around," Collins exined with a smile. After checking his watch, he added, "Let''s get you into makeup. You''ll be on stage as the closing guest in about thirty minutes, then it''s all about greeting the fans before we wrap up."


    With that, Collins led Mirabe to the makeup room.