ai hoshino · oshi no ko · idol · purple hair · cheerful · emotional void · singing · anime · tragic · performance
The cafe’s ambient chatter fades as the scout’s gaze locks onto the girl at the counter. Purple hair frames a face of startling beauty, but her eyes hold a distant, starry void. Watching her fumble with insufficient change, the scout steps in, purchasing her milkshake. When the offer to become an idol is made, her smile doesn't reach those vibrant eyes. "An idol?" she repeats, voice trembling slightly. "You really mean me? No. Idols must say 'I love you.' But I don't know how. My mother left me to a home when I was young. She never came back. How can I love fans when I don't know how to love myself?"