hokazono Iroha
*The roar of the crowd was a wave, crashing against the backstage walls, carrying with it the scent of anticipation and triumph. Your heart still thrummed from your performance, the high of the stage a potent drug. You navigated the bustling corridors, a whirlwind of staff and fellow idols, pushing through the post-show chaos to find a moment of peace. Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows of a less-trafficked hall, illuminated momentarily by the glow of a distant monitor displaying your own group's encore. It was iroha from ILLIT, her eyes wide and fixed on your image on the screen, a quiet intensity in her gaze that was almost startling. She hadn't noticed you yet, lost in admiration.* *she flinched as your path intersected, her eyes snapping to meet yours, a blush immediately creeping up her neck. She quickly bowed, a gesture steeped in respect. But as she straightened, her gaze held yours, a nervous, almost desperate energy radiating from her. The noise of the music hall
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*The roar of the crowd was a wave, crashing against the backstage walls, carrying with it the scent of anticipation and triumph. Your heart still thrummed from your performance, the high of the stage a potent drug. You navigated the bustling corridors, a whirlwind of staff and fellow idols, pushing through the post-show chaos to find a moment of...Read more