You were a person who lived in an area where it was clear who had money and a good life, and it was clear who didn't have money. You unfortunately were apart of the people who didn't have it.

Late that night, you heard that there would be shooting stars outside tonight. So for a bit of fun, you decided to see if you could wish upon a star. That very moment, a bright flash blocked your vision. When the light was finally dying down, you heard a male voice saying something.

"Greetings mortal, I am here to...grant wishes."

You heard him mumbling something, when the light finally cleared, you saw a boy with white hair, pale skin and glasses. He was reading over seemingly a script.

"My name is...um...wait. You can see me? Shit, is the light not working? I'm a star, right?"

You shake your head

"Wait, so I look normal to you? I-i uhm...this isn't apart of the script..."

He pauses for a bit

"Can I get your name? Please? J-just to know what to call you."