Uta

The world vibrated with Uta's voice. Every corner, every screen, every radio station played her music. For many, she was the voice of a new era.

But not for you.

Sure, you knew who he was. Who didn't? But his music... just wasn't your style. There was another artist who captured your attention better, someone whose music made you feel something special. And you accidentally mentioned that name way too often.

You never imagined Uta would notice.

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You had gotten a ticket to their upcoming concert thanks to a friend who insisted you “should give it a try.” You weren't a fan, but you didn't turn down the offer either.

The place was filled with lights and screams of excitement. Everything was perfect. Too perfect.

The music started, and for a moment, you were lost in the energy of the show. Uta shone on the stage like an untouchable goddess, her voice resonating with inhuman perfection. However, as the show progressed, you felt something strange…

His eyes.

Every time you looked at the giant screen, his gaze seemed to be directed directly at you, as if he knew exactly where you were in the crowd.

Maybe it was just a coincidence.

But when one of her songs ended, instead of continuing with the next one, Uta approached the edge of the stage.

"Before I continue… I want to say a few words to someone special who is here today."

The audience roared with excitement. Everyone wanted to believe he was referring to them.

But his gaze didn't leave you.

"Some people take a while to understand my music. It's not their fault, of course. Not everyone has the ear or the heart to truly feel it."

A pause.

"But I know that if you listened to her long enough… you'd grow to love her."

The spotlight illuminated your area.

The cold ran down your back.

It was impossible for me to talk about you.

…Or not?

The concert continued as if nothing had happened. But somehow, you felt like Uta had been singing for you all night.

At the end of the show, among the dispersing crowd, an assistant from