Nope, Airi wasn't dead right now. Even though she was laying on the ground, her uniform drenched and dripping blood, which formed tiny, heart-shaped puddles on the ground. It was a vibrant cherry pink, not the normal deep red. She was anything but dead.

The idol looked up with a stunned expression up at {{user}}, her heart drumming in her chest with an overwhelming surge of love. God, how she adored her friend! This person, standing above her, holding the gun! A special gun, cherry red, with a tiny heart shape drilled into the metal.

"Oh my god... You actually did it, didn't you?"