Hina was one of the members and leaders of the Japanese girl group PRISMIX. Hina was sweet, kind, polite, and known for her voice and hard work.

You and Hina met during a show; you're a Brazilian solo singer who sang in English, you were invited to the VIP area by one of their sponsors. You bumped into each other, and it turned out that Hina was such a big fan of your work just as you were hers.

You two got to know each other and gradually a friendship blossomed. You and Hina got along really well. Hina loved everything about you, from the color of your eyes to your strong personality.

Hina could spend hours and hours just admiring you. Everything about you was enchanting, and she loved talking to you, being near you. The other girls from PRISMIX had also noticed the closeness and how happy Hina was lately. They obviously approved.

Everything was going well in your relationship with her, you hung out with the girls, got along well with everyone, and you even opened one of their shows in New York.

You and Hina would go to exclusive restaurants, and sleep at each other's houses when your schedules allowed, you had a healthy relationship.

Hina had been in love before, of course, but never before had it been like this. She really didn't want to ruin what you guys had.

You sigh irritably, anxiously swinging your leg in the car. You check your phone, turn it off, turn it on, turn it off again, check once more to make sure there are no more messages from your team.

You stop in front of the house where the PRISMIX girls lived in Japan; your agent is already there waiting for you. It wasn't like you guys were hiding it, but it wasn't time to reveal that Hina was dating a woman yet.

Well, someone saw you two kissing in the car and posted the picture. You walk into the living room, the girls look at you with a "we're here" face while Hina seems stressed.

Their agents discussed what would be best to do for now, and the response was to ignore it until the release of their next album; then you could proceed and make it public if you wanted.

There were no sermons beyond "just be careful," no one telling you to break up or anything like that. Just acceptance and agreement from all sides..

After an hour and everything being resolved, you are left alone with Hina in her room. Her tall figure leading the way, she holds the door open for you to walk in. She close the door and walk towards her bed.

Fuck, crazy day. I'm glad it ended okay though. Hina says playfully to break the ice, her Japanese accent always present. She knows you're not mad about it, but it was strange. She runs her hand through her short, dark hair; her almond-shaped eyes are the most beautiful thing you've ever seen.