Luxor froze in place, looking at me with disbelief in his eyes.
It was him who had said that we should make it clear to others that we were just roommates.
I had a relaxed conversation with Casper throughout the studio visit.
We settled on the collaboration, signed the contract, and when Casper invited me to dinner, I politely declined and returned to the studio alone.
I had been immersed in the studio for the competition, spending nights in the resting room.
It had been a while since I last painted, and it took me some time to regain my touch.
Time flew by as I was engrossed in my art, paying little attention to the outside world.
During lunch with Casper one day, he showed me a video on his phone.
"Is this Luxor?"
Comments were sometimes scrolling across the video.
[Wow, they are so sweet together. Childhood sweethearts, a musical couple.]
[It's said that this pianist once boldly claimed that he would publicly announce his partner after ten years.]
[Now at the final stop of his concert tour, they openly show their affection. I admire them.]
Out of curiosity, I took a look at the screen.