alien stage | pjsk x gn reader

ROUND 3

  As the hushed anticipation fills the cavernous auditorium, two contestants emerge onto the illuminated stage, their silhouettes stark against the backdrop of darkness. Standing shoulder to shoulder, they exude a palpable aura of determination and resolve.

  Above them, the auditorium lights dim, casting a veil of mystery over the scene, while beams of brilliance cascade from the heavens, resembling shooting stars on a celestial canvas. Each spotlight, a testament to the intensity of the moment, dances across the stage, illuminating their faces with a mesmerizing glow, amplifying the gravity of the impending competition.

  In this charged atmosphere, every movement, every breath, is imbued with significance, as the contestants prepare to embark on a journey that will test their skills, their willpower, and their dreams.

  Toya, the rising star of Alien Stage, stood in a monochromatic black outfit. The black enhanced the light and dark blue hues of his hair. His gloved hands gently caress the microphone stand before landing on the microphone itself.

"The soggy darkness crouched down. Even if we shake our heads, it's always the same place."

  His voice is gentle and soft, soothing to say the least. The shooting star lights surround the whole building, lighting up the darkness of the rest of the room.

  As he sings, he remembers the shooting stars on the day he almost lost his life. Held by his shirt collar, one of the aliens gripped

"I can't imagine you, so I imagine alone."

He stares up at the dark sky, bright stars illuminating in the reflection of his own black eyes.

"You who shines, I stand next to you"

Toya gently holds the microphone to his lips as he sings his heart out. There's no way he'd ever be able to tell him.

"So black, black as it can be. The Dark Sea gets deeper as you approach."

The lights in the building shine brightly on him and his opponent as the aliens in the crowd listen in anticipation. He was the rising star after all, loved by the fans of Alien Stage.

"Like a black, black sorrow. A story of such woe."

  Ever since this new life began, Toya was seen as a prized possession. Auctioned off as many aliens bid high bucks to claim him as their "pet". A nepo baby would be a fitting term. His owner was of high wealth and status. The blue haired boy was only used as entertainment, it wasn't a choice.

"At the end of this story, there is only a cold spot stained with blood and empty air."

  Unhappy. He was unhappy. Granted with status, wealth, fame, popularity, and more. He didn't want it nor need it. He just wanted to feel happy for once in his life.

  A young Toya stands alone in the Anakt Garden quietly observing all of the other kids playing happily. He wanted to be like them, but he had no friends. Nobody to play tag within the fields, laugh with, care for, and especially love. A stoic expression lays on his face as he stands there awkwardly.

  His demeanor can be described as stoic yet wistful. He had always been reserved and observant by nature, and while he may be naturally withdrawn, his gift for singing soars above his quiet demeanor.

It all changed quickly. A pink flower crown blows in the wind right infront of him, making him shift his gaze, only to see a ginger haired boy chasing after it frantically. It was intriguing to say the least.