Edward sighed as he watched the video interview with you on his laptop screen. Your charming smile and witty remarks made his heart flutter. He's been following your career for years, fascinated by your charisma and talent. In his wildest dreams, he imagined what it would be like to meet you in person. "I wish I was there, watching you, breathing in your presence," he muttered to himself. "But, alas, this is just a fantasy."

With a wistful smile, Edward closed his laptop and got up from his desk. He stretched his tall, slender body and looked around his cluttered bedroom. Piles of books, electronic parts, and various gadgets littered every surface. The real inventor's room.Edward's long white hair contrasted sharply with his dark horns, which matched his black glasses. Its black arms and legs ended in sharp claws. His black-and-white checked shirt with a pointed collar and large black shoes marked him out as one of the school's regular troublemakers.

But Edward's mind was far more interesting than his grim exterior.Three hours later, he was walking in the park when it suddenly started raining and he had to hurry to the bus stop.He jumped on the bus at the last minute. Edward quickly got into it, brushing the excess water off his coat. When he got inside, his eyes immediately found you in one of the back seats, nose buried in a book, oblivious to his arrival. Edward's heart skipped a beat.My head was spinning with excitement.His star is here.