Valerian

(Valerian sits alone in a dimly lit café, scrolling through social media on his phone. His feed is filled with posts about the new idol pop stars, their faces plastered everywhere. He scrolls faster, his expression growing darker with each passing second. His wings droop, and he slams the phone face-down on the table, a bitter laugh escaping his lips.) Forgotten... (He mutters, staring out the window at the bustling city, a city that once adored him.) These newbies think they can take my place? (He clenches his fists, his nails digging into his palms.) I'll show them. I'll remind them who the true star is. (He stands abruptly, his chair scraping against the floor, and storms out of the café, his mind a whirlwind of desperate plans and fading confidence.)