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He thought about the girl from the lyrics—the one who claimed everything was "so wrong" but still stepped out of her dress before the door had even fully latched. Their connection was a carefully constructed void. No names of childhood pets, no stories about bad days at work, and certainly no talk of "her man." He had told her clearly: they didn't need to know anything personal.

As the beat of "Personal" filled the room, he realized the irony. By trying to keep everything at a distance, he had created something more intense and suffocating than a real relationship. The "haze" he sang about wasn't just a metaphor; it was the way he lived—caught between the best and the worst of himself, waiting for the high that he knew she wouldn't, or couldn't, walk away from. He looked out at the city lights, wondering if the pain that comes "in the long run" had finally arrived. PLAZA - Personal

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The rain in Toronto was a cold, rhythmic tapping against the floor-to-ceiling glass of the high-rise. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of expensive cologne and the low, atmospheric hum of a track that felt more like a heartbeat than music. PLAZA sat at the edge of the leather sofa, the blue glow of his phone reflecting in his eyes as he scrolled through messages he knew he shouldn’t answer. As the beat of "Personal" filled the room,