Idol Fever

You Can Be An Idol

"Wait! Before you leave...can you please, Tell me the truth, Can I be an idol?"

I clenched my fists tightly as my whole body began to tremble and shake with emotion, streams of tears fell from my eyes as I stared at my red boots, speaking to the back of my favorite singer, and the number one idol of the world.

I gulped softly and let out a shaky sigh. "You see my whole life has been filled with nothing but pain and torment for as long as I can remember" I sighed as I wiped away the tears that seemed to keep falling.

"Growing up your music was the only thing that helped me cope with everything around. I know all your songs and dance moves like the back of my hand, and I even taught myself guitar just like you when you were my age. I know how to write my own songs, and so much more but it never seems to be enough and I don't know why"

I clutched the side of my face as I wiped my stubborn tears once more until my eyes were puffy, and red I looked at the turned that faced me and scoffed not at him, but at me for being so foolish.

"Do you have any idea why I want to be an idol?" He stayed silent and I knew he wasn't going to answer so I just kept speaking.

"It's not for fame or fortune, I could care less about that. I want to share my hopes and dreams with the world through my music, I want people to know  exactly where I came from so when they see me smiling, and dancing up on stage they know that where you come from isn't a limitation" I smiled faintly to myself as I told this man who couldn't even look at me my reason for being an idol, and instantly frowned at what I was about to say next.

"But most importantly I want a better life for me and my mom. We never had much of anything and lived from pay check to pay check our life wasn't the best. But she always tried to make it work with the little we had, I want to fix that I don't want her to ever worry about anything ever again"

Tears once more seemed to fall from my eyes and I didn't even bother trying to wipe them away. He stood there for another minute before he lifted his head and turned it to the side, and then he finally turned around but instead of speaking to me, he walked right past me.

I felt something in me had shattered at that moment and dropped my head into my hands as I cried uncontrollably. What was I thinking me an Idol the person I look up to doesn't even think I can become I'm such an idiot.

"I'm sorry about wasting your time," I say softly as I walk over to the table where my bag was set at just as I'm bending down to get it I'm stopped by a deep booming voice.

"Hold it right there young lady"

I stop, turning around to see him holding a microphone in his hand as he stood on the stage and looked down at me. Looking at him now I can see the years had taken its toll on him, Once a strong, well built, handsome, and healthy man with golden blonde hair, and bright blue eyes.

He was now reduced to a weak and skinnier shell of what he used to be. His eyes were almost completely sunken in, and no longer held the confidence and determination they once had, having been replaced with defeat and dullness.

His healthy appearance and tan skin had been swapped out for pale and concerning. His blonde hair had lost its shine and was now somewhat messy, and while he still looked handsome he no longer looked young and his facial features looked thin.

It was strange. His name is All Might but he looks anything but mighty. Even with all this I still saw him as someone who helped me through the worst no matter what he'd still be my hero.

He looked at me with a will that I couldn't quite put my finger on as he pointed the mic at me and lowered his head.

"Young lady hearing you speak sparked something in me, and reminded me of a time when I to strived to be an Idol an old friend of mine taught me that being an Idol was about much more than being rich, famous and belting out new hits to stay relevant to the public eye. I seem to have forgotten that along to way to the top"

He looked away ashamed as he sighed and looked back at me. "And I honestly should thank you for reminding me of what I've foolishly forgotten for when it comes to being an idol the true meaning is to reach out and connect with people in a certain way that gives them the hope and drive to follow their hearts. You strive for that because you know what it means"

At some point I was standing a few feet away from the stage, My feet must've moved on their own because I don't remember moving here on my own. All Might gazed at me as though he was searching for something, or someone I'm guessing he found it from how his eyes lit up in serious determination.

"You asked me if you could become an idol despite the cards that life dealt, you want a better life for you and your mother with a heart like that and a passion that burns deep within side you. Yes! you too can become an idol, that I believe wholeheartedly"

Suddenly I felt more tears well in my eyes as I dropped to my knees and began crying. Memories from my childhood to now over washed over me until it fell to a certain heartbreaking memory of my mother crying and hugging me in front of the door as I watched my father leaving us behind.

'I'm so sorry Izumi...I wish things were different'

"The road ahead of you is not without its challenges. You'll face many trials that will test the will of you and those around you but the important thing is to remember who you are"

As he said those words I could stop myself from crying This wasn't a dream. This was actually happening.

"In order for you to achieve your goal of being an idol, I will take you under my wing and guide you until you're ready to go off on your own and take my place as the worlds number one idol"

I looked up at him and sniffed confused as to what he meant by taking his place.

"I don't have much time left I'd say about a few years, my health is slowly declining and I can't keep up with myself anymore...I'm going to die one day and when that happens I want to die knowing that not only I was able to change lives but that there is  someone continuing to more change lives every day with a smile on their face not just for me but for themselves and the people who look up to them. Izumi Midoriya, Are you that someone?"

"Yes!"

I spoke without hesitation nodding my head and looked up at him. The look in my eye and must've shocked him because his eyes widened in surprise before he smirked and nodded his own head.

"Then stand up and take this mic in your own hands use it to forge your path, speak the words that burn deep inside your heart, and let the world know that you are here"

Slowly I stood up my head still down as I wiped away the tears I reached for the mic and felt it in my hand as I gripped tightly.

"I..."
Looking up I smiled even though I was crying again.

"Am here"

This is something I had in my head for a while, I don't know if I should keep writing it or not but here it is... for your reading pleasure.