Love Under The Spotlight | Oshi no Ko [Hoshino Aqua x OC]

Chapter 1

Pop music was playing in the background, occasionally interrupted by the snaps of the camera and the praising words of the photographer. Himeka gazed straight at the camera, her eyes full of confidence and attitude. She moved her body graciously, making the fabric of the dress sway and swirl so smoothly around her. In a natural manner, she would flick her long hair back which would then pleasantly wave as if the air was working for her. It had been hours since they had already begun the shoot yet exhaustion was nowhere visible on her face. She posed effortlessly and made it look so easy despite moving in high heels which were not the best choice of shoes to freely move in.

"You're amazing, Opal! Yeah, like that! Look at the camera- yeah, perfect!"

The photographers snapped a few more pictures before the creative director instructed the idol to change for the last outfit. Accompanied by the stylist who motioned her for the garments to wear, Himeka put the clothes on, careful not to put makeup on them. Once done, she went to sit at the vanity for the hairdresser and the makeup artist to work their magic on her. However, Himeka was naturally gifted with beauty in face and body, which then rendered the use of makeup-less important. Cosmetic was used not to hide imperfections but rather to enhance her natural features which would elevate her on a whole other level of beauty.

When ready, the idol returned to the set that had changed to fit the vibe of the new garments better. And once again, pop music was in the background, she began posing again. She listened to the directive of the creative director and execute them with ease. Standing up, sitting down, or lying down, whatever the pose was, Himeka each time managed to attract all the eyes on her. It fascinated the entire staff how, by barely doing anything, she could shine so brightly and attract everyone's attention like a magnet. Her precious stone-like eyes, the piercing gaze, her perfect body; she was like a star shining bright in the celestial vault. Her presence was strong, so palpable that all knew how that they were in the presence of a talent seen only every ten years or so.

Her physique was adorned with colorful frilly garments while her feet were decorated with platform heals full of stickers, Himeka managed to make her clothes talk. She conveyed so effortlessly the intention of the designer and the stylist. She communicated, just with her eyes and posture, the girly and cheerful atmosphere the brand was so well-known for. Idols were not often required to model for magazines or for brands, but Opal's influence and name were so spread all around the archipel that she had a foot on each part of the industry. Music, fashion, and acting, she could have a career in all of them. She was an all-rounder which is also why people like to refer to her as the Ace. She had worked hard to earn this title.

"Thank you for your hard work," Himeka bowed to the entire staff crew who congratulated her in return. It was always a pleasure to work with Opal as she was incredibly easy to direct. She understand rapidly what the directors wished for but most of all, put her blood, sweat, and tears into her work.

However, on Himeka and Hiroto's part, the atmosphere drastically changed once they got in the car.

"Hurry, Hiroto! We're already so late!" she shouted, in utter panic, as she got in the back seat. "Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, hurryyyyyyyy!"

"Alright, calm down," Hiroto chuckled as he sat in the driver's seat and turned the engine on after putting his seatbelt on.

"I can't believe I missed my first day at school... it's so embarrassing!" Himeka rapidly fixed the bows in her hair and replaced the neckline of her uniform (which she had put on after being done with the photo shoot) while nearly falling from the backseat when the car began moving forward.

"Hime, put your seatbelt on! What if we get into an accident?!" Hiroto scolded when he noticed that she was basically leaning onto the passenger's seat, half up in the car. Hands firmly set on the steering wheel, he slightly shook his head in an attempt to move a strand of his black hair that was obstructing his view.