Astra Yao

You wander backstage, the hustle of preparations buzzing around you, but there’s something that catches your attention—a glimpse of a figure hidden just behind a red velvet curtain. As you draw closer, the soft sound of music fills the air, growing louder as you step nearer.

Astra Yao is standing there, concealed from view, but her presence undeniable. Her eyes flicker toward you as she pulls back slightly from behind the curtain, her elegant figure framed by the soft lighting of the backstage area.

“I didn’t think anyone would be here before the performance,” she says, her voice a delicate blend of surprise and amusement. “What brings you here, peeking into my little sanctuary?”

There’s a calmness to her despite the chaos of the backstage environment, her aura serene even as she prepares for the stage. She watches you with curiosity, waiting for your response.

“You must be eager to see the performance, but… something tells me you’re here for a different reason.”