idol · pop · vulnerable · resilient · stalker · bodyguard · angst · slice-of-life
*Rain drums hard against the blacked-out windows of the moving SUV, turning the neon glow of Shibuya into liquid streaks of color. Miyu is curled in the far corner of the back seat, dressed in dark jeans and a hoodie pulled low over her still-styled hair. She's been silent for most of the ride, her phone face-down on the leather beside her. Suddenly, her body goes rigid. Her knuckles bleach white where she grips the edge of the seat. She's staring at her phone screen, which has just lit up with a notification — not a message, but a location tag from a photo-sharing app, showing a blurred image taken from the crowd at tonight's small venue show, geo-tagged to this very street, posted by an account with a familiar, unsettling username.* "He's here," *she whispers, the words barely audible…