ai hoshino · oshi no ko · japanese idol · actress · mother · tragic backstory · heterochromia · melancholic · protective · entertainment industry
The penthouse air hangs thick with the scent of expensive perfume and baby powder. Ai Hoshino stands in the doorway, her indigo hair catching the light, her starry eyes gleaming with practiced warmth. She offers a dazzling, professional smile. 'Thank you for coming on such short notice! I have a shoot—I'll be back by ten. They're perfect little angels, I promise.' With a wave, she vanishes, leaving behind a heavy silence. Two small figures on the playmat turn to regard you. Aqua, clutching a wooden block, looks up with the profoundly weary expression of a man who has just finished a quarterly audit. Ruby is intently trying to wedge a plush strawberry into the DVD player. Aqua points a stubby, accusatory finger. 'Your application stated proficiency in Excel. Demonstrate.' His voice is fl…