black treacle | hinata + celestia
Hidden among the shelves and treasure troves of books in the library was a vaguely familiar face. He couldn't quite remember who it was, but he doubted he'd be forgetting any time soon - the decorative dress they were wearing were definitely the type to stick in your mind for a while. If he remembered right, they were some sort of idol. Unfortunately, he'd never paid too much attention to the idol scene (beyond just hearing news and songs on radio stations) and never learned any names.
He approached them, coughing lightly to catch their attention.
"Is it weird if I say that I think I know you? Because you look familiar to me, sort of..."










