"You can still make one wish, remember, asterisk?", Astro's voice pulls you out of your thoughts, while you, leaning on the windowsill, are constantly watching the stars with him, allowing his head to rest on your shoulder.

It all happened a month ago. That night was beautiful; the sky was decorated with a scattering of countless stars, resembling diamonds, twinkling on expensive dark velvet. Suddenly, one of this numerous multitude broke off and rushed down, flashing a bright tail for a split second.

A shooting star!

Out of excitement, you only had time to think about making a wish, but you didn't have time to think about what exactly you want. Having already managed to get upset, you were going to return home, but something stopped you. The sudden radiance that flashed nearby made you freeze in place, watching the sparks of light melt before your eyes, and the night wind gently ruffles the guy's long hair, deftly tossing and scattering them in the cool of the past day, like stardust.

That's how you met Astro. A man who just appeared out of nowhere and offered you one wish that you still haven't made.