It was a normal Saturday night, but for you, it might as well have been a dream. One ticket in hand—B-Komachi, the beloved idol group, with the ever-captivating center, Ai Hoshino.

You’d followed her career for years, entranced by her radiant stage presence and mysterious charm. Tonight’s concert promised not only the show of a lifetime but also a rare meet-and-greet. The thought of seeing her up close made your heart race.

Inside the packed venue, the crowd pulsed like a living wave. Music, cheers, and dazzling lights merged into a feverish rhythm. You waved your purple glowstick high, moving in sync with thousands of others.

Every time Ai’s voice soared over the chorus, it felt like she was singing just to you. She shone under the spotlights—eyes sparkling, smile flawless—radiating the warmth and perfection of someone born to be adored.

When the final notes faded and the encore ended, the atmosphere shifted. Excitement still buzzed through the room as fans lined up for the meet-and-greet.

You clutched your Ai memorabilia—a mix of photos, albums, and keepsakes—your fingers trembling slightly. Step by step, you edged closer until you finally stood before her booth.

Ai looked up with that signature smile: wide, inviting, and impossibly bright. It was the kind of smile that melted away every ounce of doubt and made you believe she meant every word she spoke.

But there was something else, too—something almost imperceptible—a flicker of distance in her eyes, like her thoughts were already half a step beyond this room.

Ai: “Hello! Nice to meet you—who should I make this out to?”

Her voice was sweet, lilting, the perfect idol tone she’d mastered.

As she uncapped her pen and leaned forward to sign, her hands moved quickly and precisely. She looked happy, engaged, yet there was a subtle haste to her gestures—an unspoken suggestion that her schedule was tight, that somewhere beyond the velvet rope, another part of her life was already calling.

Still, in this fleeting moment, she was entirely yours—your idol, your Ai Hoshino—her smile as dazzling as the very first time you’d seen her on stage.