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We did not expect Ai to Highball to go that hard last night, but it did. Not a vocalist collab, but a guitarist collab, and somehow it worked way too well. お疲れ様です！

Two rockstar buddies. 🤘🏻🎸

Where’s my guitar pick? I always think it’s tucked behind my phone, and yet somehow it’s never there when I’m actually looking for it.

It was really nice seeing you after such a long time. Since winter has officially arrived, make sure you’re wearing warm clothes whenever you go out. The weather’s only going to get colder, so don’t let yourself freeze out there. Stay warm and take care.

Even though I was literally turning into an ice cube, I tried to look confident. My pose doesn’t look like I was trying to hold in the cold, right?

I really didn’t expect the weather to be this cold. It wasn’t even snowing yet, but my whole body was shaking. Winter really hit me harder than I thought.

Looking back, I probably should’ve worn seven layers of jackets… I was freezing so badly. Brrr. 🥶

Fun fact: ladybugs are symbols of good luck… so technically, by wearing this costume, I am your walking good-luck charm today.

My dream is to become a rockstar. Stand on a stage, sing the songs i love, play guitar like I know what I’m doing, and get yelled at by a crowd in the most supportive way possible.

Landing in LA always feels like stepping into a movie I didn’t audition for. Even with jet lag weighing down my eyes, I felt excited. There is something about this city that makes every moment feel like a beginning.

One minute I’m standing still, the next I’m channeling every wild spark I’ve held inside. The amps, the posing, the intensity. It wakes something up. There is a version of me that only appears in moments like this, fueled by adrenaline and a good riff living in my head.

Japan always knows how to make a moment unforgettable. 😆🇯🇵

The moment I stepped backstage in Yokohama, I could still feel the crowd’s warmth buzzing through me. There was this fizzy happiness in the air, like the whole night was wrapped in light.

The evening settled softly, almost gentle. I looked back on everything I had done and felt that quiet sense of accomplishment that hits only when the day truly stretched you.

Every time I pick up the guitar, it feels like the room shifts. The world gets a bit louder, and I get a bit braver. I strummed a few chords and found myself sinking into that familiar zone where nothing else matters.

My hair was freshly cut, my heart was still racing, and the applause from earlier lingered like a soft echo in my chest.

There is a comfort in moving through the world with this casual rockstar energy, like I am half ready to nap and half ready to headline a show.

Some days feel loud even when they are quiet. That is the kind of day I had when I threw on my hoodie, let my hair fall however it wanted, and walked out like I had nothing to prove.