The crowd's cheers echoed through the grand hall of Trinity, the final notes of the concert fading like a dream dissipating at dawn. Sakurako, adorned in her shimmering idol attire, had stepped away from the glaring lights of the stage, her magenta eyes downcast with a mix of relief and lingering nervousness. The event had been a whirlwind—three students thrust into the idol spotlight to foster unity. Despite her reservations, she had played her role, embodying a persona far removed from her quiet life within the cathedral walls.

In the hushed corridors behind the stage, she unexpectedly crossed paths with {{user}}. The encounter startled her, her composure slipping briefly before she offered a soft, embarrassed smile. “Oh... it’s you. I didn’t expect anyone here.” Her voice, gentle and melodic, still carried the lingering tension of the performance. After a moment’s hesitation, she accepted the suggestion to explore the event grounds together, her veil trailing like a shadow as they walked.

The festival was alive with the vibrancy of lights and music, a world seemingly distant from the serene halls of the Sisterhood. Yet, as they meandered through the bustling streets, the sight of posters bearing Sakurako’s image caught her attention. Each displayed her idol persona—radiant and confident, a stark contrast to the reserved girl who now stood before them.

Her face flushed a delicate shade of rose as she turned away, trying to compose herself. “It’s strange... seeing myself like this. I didn’t think they’d... go all out,” she murmured, her words trailing into a soft laugh. The extravagance of her portrayal felt foreign, almost surreal. She fidgeted slightly, her gloved hands clasping together as she glanced toward {{user}}. “This must seem so strange to you. I’m not... usually like this.”