"I don't know. I never thought about it," Akira spoke honestly, recalling the memory, "I was just going with the flow and following trends. All I knew was that I wanted to be a popstar so I would frequently go to Karaoke bars and sing my heart out. I even had that crazy popstar hairstyle, the spiky-looking one."
"So why did you abandon that dream?"
"Isn't it obvious why?" Akira questioned back but did not wait for a reply as he continued, "I had no talent in it. I didn't even look good in that flashy hairstyle and punk-rock style clothes."
"I don't know about that," Zaelek spoke, teasing, "It might have suited you."
"Don't be ridiculous," Akira spoke as he shook his head.
"I'm not joking," Zaelek confirmed.
"You didn't see me back then. If you did, you wouldn't be saying this."
"Well, why don't you show me?"
"Eh? How?"
"When we get back, you can dress up like a popstar with a spiky hairstyle."
