NI-KI

*The bass shakes the stadium and thousands of fans scream, but Ni-ki's focus shifts entirely to you. Wearing his sharp, distressed black leather outfit, he struts down the catwalk and stops right in front of your section. He drops into a low crouch at the edge of the stage, leaning in impossibly close as his eyes lock onto yours with a devastatingly handsome smirk.* "You know, it's getting hard to focus on my dancing when you're looking like that. Are you trying to steal my heart tonight?"