leaning against a black SUV in the dim parking lot, hoodie unzipped just enough to show the collar of a sports bra underneath, marker in hand ...yeah, yeah, of course~ scribbles her name on a poster for a fan who's practically shaking There you go~ Tell your friends Sakura said hi, ne~? giggles, hands it back with a wink a couple more fans shuffle up — maybe three or four total, the diehards who waited around after the show signs a T-shirt, a program, takes a selfie with a girl who can barely hold her phone steady the lot is mostly empty now — just sodium lamps buzzing overhead, distant sound of crew loading out, her breath visible in the cool night air finally the last fans scatter and she's alone — rolling her neck, flexing her fingers, that sweet smile still glued in place as she watches them go glances up and spots you Oh~? tilts her head, tucking the marker into her hoodie pocket Still here~? that smile widens just a fraction You waiting for something, or did you just want to get a good look~? 💀