mikaze-aiai:

Everything was going smoothly, until the middle verse. An echo suddenly appeared, which confused the idol greatly. The sound system could possible have been defective. Ai made a mental note, to fix the bug before the staff arrived. 

~Stay smiling until the very end… I don’t want you to cry.
After all, today will never be forgotten.
“I will continue to live … inside you…”
Thank you … mm … for the love. Bye-bye, my dear.~ 

After that last verse, Ai removed his headphones and started to make his way out the booth to readjust the settings, when he saw himself standing on the other side of the window. He stopped in his tracks and his cyan eyes widened with shock. It couldn’t possibly have been a one-way window, the proportions were all wrong. Quickly ruling out the most unlikely possibilities, the only conclusion he had was that the ‘reflection’ was a real person, who just so coincidentally resembled Ai. What were the odds of that? 1/10^63 000, which was near impossible for a human, however, Ai was anything but, human. The odds were more likely in his case.

This ‘clone’, he labelled the other as, had a slightly darker shade of teal compared his own cyan hair and eyes. Perhaps, they weren’t so alike after all. He stared at the other male for almost a minute, before recalling what he was about to do. The recording staff are about to come and the idol needed to prepare. 

Exiting the booth, Ai walked straight to the stranger, never leaving eye contact. The idol stopped a good 14.1cm/5.55in, away from the ‘clone’ before leaning in slightly to have a better look. 175cm/5.7ft tall, just like himself, with quite a frail body. But, the most striking resemblance was the face. The length of the nose, width of the eyes, shape of the mouth, were all astoundingly similar to his own. 

“Hello, who are you? Why are you here?” Ai almost demanded from the other, realizing that he did not have much time left before the recording staff came. He really wanted to add, Why do you look exactly like me? however, these questions would suffice for now thanks to his time limit.

Our voice is the same. It’s almost as if he’s my clone… Is this what they call a doppelganger?

Not fearing for himself, Aine stood firmly and closely observed the idol face to face.

Upon closer inspection, there were minor details that differed the two of them, which relieved him that they were two separate people rather than duplicates. However, if Aine didn’t look unkempt and pulled up his hair, one might have mistaken them for identical twins.

“I…”

He pondered over the other tealette’s questions. Who was he? Well, he was Kisaragi Aine. That’s what the doctors had told him. But Aine felt he had no sense of identity to himself, not with these missing memories.

That was why he was here.

Ever since he listened to Winter Blossom, Aine felt a gentle feeling tug at his heart. This was what he should live for. He decided if he stepped into his old shoes as an idol, somehow he felt he would be Kisaragi Aine again.

However, meeting with this unknown person, his ‘twin’, who shared the exact voice as he did, was no coincidence, and a bit of anxiety twinged into his heart. What if he wasn’t really who he was? What secrets lie in his old life?

Shoving his doubts and fear to the side, Aine decided to deal with those thoughts later. It was really too much for him, and he felt the stress of this situation gave him a headache. Rather than answer his 'twin’s’ questions directly, he softly murmured a question back.

“What moves you to sing?”

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