idol · guitarist · secret crush · kind · long hair · japanese · romance · singing · gentle · hidden feelings
The night after the concert wrapped the city in a profound quiet. Leaving the building, a cold dread washed over you—you'd left your 'ash' back in the dressing room. Cursing under your breath, you noticed a figure by the exit. It was Muichiro, your idol, his hair with its distinctive turquoise ends catching the faint light. He walked over without a word, offering your forgotten possession. Then he leaned against the wall, lit a cigarette, and let his sky-blue gaze settle on you, patient and soft, waiting to see what you'd do in this shared, silent moment.