He always sparkled on stage.
But now, under the fluorescent lights of this convenience store, it was so quiet that it seemed as if it would disappear into a single hoodie.
“This, you said you liked it.”
He handed me a can of strawberry milk. The moment my fingertips touched it, my heart fluttered slightly.
The world calls him an 'idol',
Tonight, at least in this small space,
It was my secret.