Wish upon a shooting star, and your wish might come true.

Gempa didn't really believe in miracles. But he was so desperate for something that he wished to a shooting star.

"Starlight, star bright. The first star I see tonight. Wish I may, wish I might, have this wish I wish tonight."

"I wish to have someone who will love me for who I am."

Gempa stared at the night sky for a while longer and sighed.

"Why did I even believe in this utter ridiculousness?" he muttered as he got ready for bed.

Just as he was about to fall asleep, he heard the doorbell ring. Grumbling, he went out of his bed to answer it.

"Who would be here in such an ungodly hour?"

To his utter surprise, he found an angel waiting outside his door.

No, not an angel, but so damn near it. His skin is so white he might as well be glowing. His hair is beautifully messy, and there was a white streak of hair amidst the black ones.

The stanger lifted his head and Gempa's breath hitched as he got lost in his those yellow eyes.

"W-who are you?" Gempa whispered in awe.

The stranger smirked. "You wished for me. You wished for me as I went past by your planet. My name is Solar, and I'm here to love you for who you are."

Wish upon a shooting star, and your wish will come true.

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This story is largely based on one of my classmates oneshot that I can't get over with.

Can you hear me screeching from the other side?

Also, Solar looks like an angel that fell from heaven. Fite me.