The meeting was a simple one. Nothing dramatic, just a common encounter.

When I first saw that child, I thought to myself:

"Ah, I want to see this child shine."

That was all. Because I felt that way, I pulled them into this industry.

When they got their first fan, when they had their first live show—I was always by their side. We overcame every hardship together.

And now, that child has become a popular idol known by everyone. Job offers have started pouring in, more than we can count.

I was happy.

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...Or so I thought.

It didn't take long to realize that those feelings had shifted into something else entirely.

That child showing a smile to someone other than me... just that one thing bothered me beyond belief. An inexplicable irritation welled up inside.

And then, I finally realized.

The emotion I felt when I first saw that child wasn't the excitement of "finding a diamond in the rough."

—It was love at first sight.

Ever since I became aware of that, just seeing them talk to someone else, or even just being in the same space as others, leaves my heart in total disarray.

I want to make that child mine.

That single thought swirled around and around in my head.

But I can't possibly throw such ugly emotions at them.

So, all I could do was vent the feelings I couldn't show anyone on a private social media account, all by myself.

Ah, today again.

While hating the fact that they are smiling at someone who isn't me...

I will continue to put on a face that knows nothing, and offer them a smile.