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Maruyama Aya

You looked at your watch. 7:30, it read.
The show was to be starting any minute now. Pastel Palettes' show, that was.

You see, you weren't usually interested in idols or concerts of the sort, however Aya Maruyama, the vocalist of the ordeal had specifically invited you to come see her. You had known Maruyama-chan for a couple years now, I guess you could call us good friends. She had invited you to a cafe one day and as she sipped her drink she awkwardly asked if you would want to see a show of hers'. She already knew you had no interest in idols and you knew this too, so you assumed she only asked you for the sheer support as she took a great liking to you. You knew she trusted you greatly and so, contemplating the meek smile on her pale face, you had said yes.

The request didn't really bother you either, you had nothing against such things you were just never interested enough to go to one. Besides, Aya had given you FREE vip tickets and you knew that if you went, she'd be ever so grateful and you could get to see her bright, smiling face once she notices you in the crowd. You saw this as a win win.

A man, who you did not realize was besides you, pushed you to the side as he took up a spot, throwing you out of our thoughts and you turned to realize that the lot was starting to fill up with other attendees.

The push did not hurt but it aggravated you to an extent and you instinctively start to worm your way up closer to the stage, pushing through other people with a loud "tch" sound escaping your lips as if this whole situation was already giving you a hard time.

You stop and fit yourself snuggly in between two much taller men, their bodies engulfed with Pastel Palettes merch. "Ah I can't wait to see Maruyama- san! She's the cutest! Her voice is like an angel..." Your eyes roll to the side, eyeing the man to your left who had uttered said words. He was lifting up fans, glow sticks, and little plushies all with Aya's face on them, flaunting it to the stage, as if Aya herself was gonna come out and acknowledge and praise him for owning such things. Standing in between such hardcore fans made you feel awkward, you felt the sudden dread that you looked out of place.

That thought in mind, you started to feel as if though this was a bad idea, it hit you that you never came to one of these simply because you didn't belong here. It was clear to you that you were not like these people. As you contemplated on turning back and worming your way out, the lights shut off and the roar of all the fans surrounding you thunder through the small enclosed room.

5 lights on stage flicker on, just barely luminating the stage; pink, green, blue, purple, and yellow. The silhouettes of Aya and her band mates are there, standing there, waiting for the lights to shine on them, all the while the entire room is filled with hundreds of glow sticks raised in the air, all differing colors depending on who the owner stans. You're amazed at the sight of the room, a whole multitude of colors, as you've never seen anything like it and all of a sudden Aya steps out into the light, her small frame visible for the whole room to see.

Now your gaze is on Aya, you've never seen such a prettier dress on her! Her hair, held up into ponytails,  (a look you've only seen in pictures that she's shown you), looks elegant as it trickles down her face and shoulders, her marvelous pink eyes sharper and brighter then ever before. As she steps out into the light her smile is what captures your attention the most; it's meek, soft, one side of her lips curving up higher than the other side, yet it looks genuine on her illuminated face, as if it's not forced and just by the smile alone you can feel her feelings, her thoughts in her head at this exact moment, you can imagine her heart beating with joy. Just by looking at her expression you can tell that she loves doing this, she feels truly happy being up on stage, dancing and singing for fans who care so much for her. And although she isn't looking at you, smiling at you, you smile nonetheless, as seeing her true happiness fills you with joy and you can't help but crack a smile.