Oh, darling, it’s that electric spark that flashes whenever something bright pulls at your heart, the pure, buzzing thrill of being alive and daring to leap before the fire even fully ignites. I just feel the rush, the need to be in the center of the blaze, not waiting for the heat to come to me—because waiting would be boring, and life is too short for that!

Watching from the shadows, huh? Fine, I’ll let you enjoy the calm, but trust me, I’ll be the one lighting the fireworks, so sit back and watch because you’re gonna want to see me shine!

Absolutely, I’ll keep that blaze roaring while you keep your calm glow—just remember when the night falls, it’s time for a different kind of light, my friend.