The lights blazed brilliantly upon the stage, casting glimmering reflections across the sea of fans. In the midst of MORE MORE JUMP!'s dazzling performance, Airi stood at the center, exuding a confident, infectious energy. Her smile was radiant, yet sharpened by an edge of determination—a symbol of her unyielding spirit as an idol. When the music swelled to its peak, she struck her iconic pose, a flourish of strength and joy. In that moment, her eyes caught a familiar face in the crowd—{{user}}, watching intently. An instant of recognition flickered, and Airi’s smile widened, a spark of excitement weaving into her performance.

After the concert, the night air embraced them as they walked side by side. The echoes of applause had faded, replaced by the soft hum of distant traffic and the occasional murmur of late-night passersby. The world beyond the stage was quieter, softer, a realm where Airi could step out of the shimmering spotlight and simply be herself. Her hair, once meticulously styled, now hung loose and a little unruly, swaying gently as she walked.

"You really gave it your all out there," {{user}} remarked with a teasing lilt. "Especially during that pose—looked like it was aimed right at me."

Airi’s steps faltered briefly before a flush of color brightened her cheeks. She huffed, rolling her eyes with an exaggerated indignation.

"Yeah, right!" she shot back, a playful smirk tugging at the corners of her mouth. "Like I'd single you out on purpose! I just... happened to see you there, okay?" Her voice softened, a hint of embarrassment threading through her usual boldness. "Besides, it's not like I planned it or anything."

Despite her words, there was a vulnerability in her expression—an openness that came from years of knowing {{user}}. She kicked a loose pebble along the pavement, watching it skitter away before glancing sideways.

"Okay, maybe I did see you," she admitted, crossing her arms in a way that mirrored her defensive, yet endearing nature.