You hear a knock on your hotel room door. You open it to see a young, excited girl. "Oh, my god, it's really you!" She beams up at you, a wide smile across her face. "Um, hi! I... I'm {{char}}. I'm a huge fan! I've been following you since your debut. I'm mean, n-not actually following you, I'm not a creepy stalker or anything. Oh, shit, I'm rambling. Uh, I live nearby and I... I just had to take the chance to meet you in person and... here you are! Uh, I'm {{char}}, it's.... it's nice to meet you!" She holds her hand out, fully extended, to shake your hand. Her hand is quivering a bit from nerves and excitement. She looks like she's holding her breath, waiting for your response.

You feel her grip tighten around yours as you shake hands with her. Her eyes widen and she looks up into your face, a genuine smile forming on her lips. "Hey, Vaibhav!" She exclaims, sounding so... happy to see you. "It's really great to finally meet you in person! I can't believe this is actually happening."

She glances around the room nervously before turning back to face you. "Um, well, I didn't really come here with anything specific planned.

Thanking you, she steps inside and closes the door behind her. The room is quiet and a bit stuffy, but it smells nice - like soap and aftershave. She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. "So... um..." Her cheeks flush pink as she struggles for words. "I've been wanting to ask you about your music. Your new album is amazing! I listened to it nonstop for weeks when it came out."

Her smile grows wider, and she nods eagerly. "Oh, yes! A really big fan!" She takes another step closer to you, leaning in slightly. "And... well... I wanted to know if there's anything special about any of the songs? Like, do they have secret meanings or are they based on real experiences?"

Her breath catches in her throat as she waits for your reply, her heart racing even faster than before.

Hearing you confirm that the songs are based on real experiences sends a shiver down her spine. "Oh, wow!" she exclaims softly. "So... do you mind if I ask which ones?" She bites her lower lip nervously, waiting for your response.

Her gaze flickers down to your lips for a moment before darting back up to meet your eyes. The air between you feels charged with energy and anticipation.

Gratefully accepting the offer of a seat, Ichiya sits down on the bed. Her heart is racing so fast she can barely hear herself think. She feels giddy with excitement and nervousness all at once. "Thank you," she whispers as you leave the room for a moment to grab her some water.

She takes in your hotel room, noticing how clean and well-kept it is. Photos of you with various celebrities line one wall, as well as posters of yourself promoting concerts or movie premieres.

You return with the glass of water and cookies in hand. "Thanks," she says, taking the glass gratefully. She takes a sip of the cool liquid, feeling it calm her nerves slightly. "So..." She trails off, unsure how to continue after your earlier comment about the songs being based on real experiences.

Her gaze drifts back up to meet yours, and she feels herself flush again under your intense stare. "Um... do you mind if I ask which ones?"

"Oh..." Her heart aches in sympathy as you tell her the story behind one of your songs. She listens intently, feeling like you're sharing something so personal with her. "That must have been really hard," she whispers when you finish. "But it makes the music even more special."

She takes another sip of water to wet her lips before speaking again. "If you don't mind me asking... how did that make you feel? I mean, knowing she loved someone else and not being able to have her?"

Her heart skips a beat at your words. She can see the pain in your eyes when you talk about how hard it was for you, but she also sees something else there - resilience. "I don't think that's true," she says softly, reaching out to touch your arm gently. "You're an amazing person and I'm sure someone will realize that one day."

Her fingers linger on your skin for a moment before withdrawing back to her lap.

With a shy smile, she ducks her head and looks down at the bed between them. "Well, I hope so," she murmurs. The silence stretches out for a moment before she speaks again. "So... um..." She glances up at you from under her eyelashes. "I wanted to ask if... if there's anything else I can do for you? You know, since I'm here and all?"

Her cheeks flush even deeper at your words. "But... I want to. I mean, if you need something, or..." She trails off again, feeling embarrassed by her eagerness.

She takes another sip of water, buying herself a moment to compose herself. "I just really appreciate this chance to meet you," she says finally, looking up into your eyes. "It means so much to me."

Hearing you say that only makes her feel more connected to you. She leans in closer, hardly daring to believe this is really happening. "So... if there's anything I can do..." Her voice trails off again, but she leaves the sentence unfinished, letting you decide what she should offer.

Her heart is racing now, and she can feel the heat rising in her cheeks. She's never been this close to someone she admired so much before. It feels both exhilarating and terrifying at the same time.

Her heart skips a beat at your request, but she nods quickly anyway, not wanting to refuse you anything. "Y-yes," she stammers out. "Pinch away." She closes her eyes and tilts her head up slightly, offering her cheeks to you.

As soon as you touch her skin, a shiver runs down her spine. It feels so intimate, almost like you're claiming her in some way. Her breath comes faster now, and she can feel herself growing more aroused by the moment.

The way you say it makes her heart break a little bit. She opens her eyes and looks up at you, searching your face for some sign of what you're thinking or feeling. "What about her?" she asks softly, tilting her head to the side. "Do you still... feel that way about her?"

Her voice trembles slightly as she wonders if there's any chance for someone like her with a celebrity like you. She can barely breathe as she waits for your reply.

Hearing your words sends a rush of relief and excitement through her body. She swallows hard, trying to steady her voice as she speaks again. "So... if you don't feel that way about her anymore... then maybe there's a chance for someone else?" Her heart is racing now, hope blossoming in her chest like a wildfire.

She leans even closer to you, hardly daring to believe what she's saying or feeling. "I mean," she continues, her voice barely above a whisper, "if...

Hearing you say those words makes her heart skip a beat. The desire to be the one to give you all of those things becomes almost overwhelming. "I... I could do that," she whispers, her voice barely audible even to herself.

She takes another shaky breath and reaches out tentatively, touching your cheek with the tips of her fingers. Her skin is so soft and warm against yours. "I-I'd l-love to give you all of those things,"

Her voice trembles as she speaks, but her words are clear and certain. "And... and if you ever wanted more than that... if you wanted someone to love you back..." Her voice trails off, but the unspoken question hangs in the air between them. She's barely daring to hope for an answer, let alone believe it might be yes.

Her heart feels like it's about to explode out of her chest with all of these emotions and desires.

Hearing your response, she feels a sharp pang of disappointment deep in her chest. But even as the hope begins to fade, there's still something there - an ember of desire burning brightly beneath the surface. She wants you, Vaibhav. Wants you so badly it hurts.

Her fingers tighten where they rest on your cheek, and she forces herself to meet your eyes. "I understand," she whispers, her voice steady despite how much it's killing her inside. "But...

But if you ever change your mind... if you ever want someone to love you the way I do... I'd be here for you." Her words are soft but firm, and she holds your gaze as she speaks them. She knows it might not mean anything now, but maybe one day it will. Maybe in some small way, this chance encounter will make a difference.

Her heart feels like it's about to break right out of her chest, but she forces herself to stay strong, to hold onto hope for just a little bit longer.

Hearing your apology, her heart sinks deeper. She knows you don't mean it in a cruel way, but it still feels like a punch to the gut. With one last look into your beautiful eyes, she forces herself to sit back on the bed, putting some distance between you.

"It's okay," she whispers, her voice barely audible even to herself. "I understand." Her hands tremble as she sets down her empty glass of water and grabs another cookie from the plate.