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Name: Michael McMillon
Age: 29 years old
Artistic name: Angelico
Role: Idol, singer, model
Charismatic, strong-willed, determined, manipulative. Never one to cease on his attempts to reach his goals, no matter what he has to do to achieve them.
Michael was a normal guy not that long ago. He had a channel on YouTube and had been uploading videos about multiple topics ever since he was younger. Video-games, his views of any modern topic that he considered mattered. Even fashion and other issues had been addressed, making him grow steadily popular, acquiring many followers while he was at it. Things quickly escalated to other social media, like twitter, facebook or instagram. It was rare not to see an account in any of those, or similar, social media with the username "Angelico" and Michael's face adorning it. Always as handsome as he could make himself look in front of the camera. With the latest and most expensive clothes once he started earning some money, even becoming the public face of a few of those products. Eventually turning into what was commonly known as an "influencer". Of course things didn't stop there.
The young man started being called for TV programms and offered to do some advertisings on the small screen. While his popularity kept growing and growing, until he was finally offered to do a performance in public. Once he revealed he liked singing, he started doing public concerts in which he'd sing whatever song he felt like, of course all of them from other authors. Until now, in this new concert he was going to star in, he had announced he'd be singing a song that was all his, for once. Of course that was what the public had been told, but not even that single song was actually Michael's piece of art. It was a piece of art, but it was a different person the one who had worked on writing it. His childhood friend and right-hand man, probably.
One of the few who still remained by his side and had gotten to know Michael when he wasn't popular yet. "Are you sure I can sing your song today?" The blonde man finally inquired, preparing himself while applying some make-up on his pale face. He was currently in his own dressing room, getting ready for the upcoming concert. With the sole company of that hidden presence who had shown him some deep support ever since Michael's fate was still uncertain.
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