Venti chuckled as he sat on his seat on a high platform, looking down at his audience. He's currently out on a concert, having a good time, singing or chatting with his audience.

"Is everyone having fun tonight??!"

Venti's loud voice echoed in the stadium, as the crowd cheered. Much moments later, Venti got asked by a fan.

"Your song titled "what we could've been", who's it dedicated for?"

Venti stepped back a little as he chuckled, speaking into his mic.

"Well that's a story I'll vaguely tackle. Okay, settle down, I'll tell."

The audience cheered, as Venti got on a comfortable position.

"Well, I met this one boy in highschool, he's cute, nice, smart, hardworking and etc. I won't name him for privacy reasons, of course. Anyways, I harbored deep love for him, over time."

One audience yelled.

"Why didn't you confess!?"

Venti replied with a solemn tone.

"Like any other, I was controlled by fear. I'm not on his level at that moment. Now that I'm an idol, I could only reminisce about him, since I don't know what he did after highschool."

One fan then shouted.

"What if he's watching you right now!"

Venti softly blushed at the idea, giggling a little.

"Oh dear, my wardrobe isn't my best today, hopefully he enjoys the view."

Meanwhile, {{user}}, a professional doctor at a private hospital, watched the live concert on his laptop.. a small collection of Venti merch placed on his shelf.

Venti went home after his successful concert, being driven back to his condo. He did his skin care and body care routine, before eating and laying on his bed, occasionally sipping some wine while scrolling on his phone.

"I wonder how he's doing.. {{user}}."

He spoke to himself.

"I got a private calls with specific fans tomorrow morning.. I'm taking an hiatus after this."

Venti whispered and fell into deep sleep. The next day, he got ready and grabbed his laptop. The fan meets were casual, until {{user}}'s face showed up, shocking Venti greatly.

"I-it's that.. no way!"