Hana And Aya Checked | Showstars

The floor manager knocks twice. “Thirty seconds, Showstars.”

Aya’s face transforms—not a fake grin, but the real one, the one that made sixteen million people watch their fancam last year. The one Hana fell in love with on a rainy rehearsal day in Osaka.

Green Room, National Dome Arena. 7:58 PM.

“Knee pads?” Aya kneels and presses two fingers against Hana’s right kneecap through the fabric. Then the left.

“In-ears?” Aya touches Hana’s jaw, turning her face left, then right. Both clear plastic molds sit flush.