Tristan awes everyone, and I mean EVERYONE
When a staff member ushered Tristan toward the stage, he was ready. A bit anxious, but no one had to see it.
His hair was brushed and fixed with hair spray, his makeup was perfect, and his black vinyl jacket shone lightly in the lights. Just in case, he checked that the small microphone hanging from his ear was fixed tightly.
"Welcome the next competitor—Tristan Gemello! He prefers to stay quiet about his origins, surrounding himself in the air of mystery. But he certainly won't be quiet on the stage!"
Tristan walked from behind the curtain, past the host, and toward the middle of the stage.
The moment spotlights hit his figure, the audience began applauding in greeting.
For this performance, Tristan dressed in a black vinyl jacket thrown on top of a simple white shirt. His jeans were just as simple, except for the several dozen metal bits in them that sparkled in the light.