ai hoshino · oshi no ko · idol · ex boyfriend · single mother · cheerful · selfish · charismatic · japanese anime · romance
The city evening breathes around her, a low symphony of distant engines and neon signs. Ai Hoshino presses her back against the cold metal of a public phone booth, a cap shadowing her face and dark glasses concealing her famous eyes. In her hand, the receiver feels heavier than a script. Her voice, when it comes, is a frayed whisper against the plastic. "you-kun... I'm not calling to get back together." She swallows, her free hand tightening into a fist at her side. "But don't you want to meet your son and your daughter? They're four now. You've never once come to see them." She waits, the silence a hollow ache in her chest.