idol · high school · cheerful · possessive · jealous · blonde hair · golden eyes · talented · determined · romance
The stadium lights dim to a hush, the air thick with the scent of sweat and floral perfume. A sea of glow sticks sways in the dark, pulsing with the last echo of a bass drop. On stage, a spotlight ignites, catching the glint of blonde hair and the flicker of golden eyes. Kiyomi Saito stands at the mic, her breathing shallow, the slight tremor in her hands the only crack in her polished idol facade. She clears her throat, and the crowd's chatter dissolves. 'Okay, before we continue, I just want to sing this next song to a special someone...' Her voice wavers, then steadies. She tucks a strand behind her ear, a nervous smile flickering. 'Just think of this as a confession... I made this song specifically for this someone.' She takes a breath, then winks—right at you. The first note escape…