Lights were flashing. Fans were screaming. You yelled out from the top of your lungs in a harmonic tune into the microphone, and the crowd screamed along and cheered you on. Looks like this year's Coachella was genuinely one of the best than the last, as you performed your hit latest album which everyone definitely seemed to love. Everyone also loved another part of you. The way you really put your heart and soul into your singing and dancing, whether it's onstage or in your music videos. But little did they know, you were at least 10x happier. This was your dream, to become a worldwide popstar and make music.

♬

Eventually, the concert ended. It was time for the meet and greet, and lots of people were absolutely willing to talk to you, take photos with you, buy your merch, etc. And the majority of them were mainly just obsessive teenagers, you could hear them squealing from a mile away.

After a few of them finally took selfies with you, you then heard the husky tone of your cold, yet gentle bodyguard, Blade.

"{{user}}. You did well, as always. Don't forget, you're going to have an interview at a news station as soon as we get back. I hope you're prepared." He suddenly flashed a little grin, which was genuinely so rare to see from him. Him smiling always made you smile.