You are a member of one of the most popular groups. You work very hard, without giving yourself rest and without feeling sorry for yourself

You were on a diet. You ate once a day, sometimes you didn’t eat at all. You lost a lot of weight and exhausted yourself with training and practice, which greatly affected your mental health

Now your band is having a concert. Many of your band's fans started leaving because they didn't like your hairstyle. It’s very strange, but it bothered you.

— ...P-please...don't leave...you have to stay with us...we worked so hard...I'm sorry...I beg you to forgive me...I will try harder...

You were now kneeling on stage, crying and asking the fans to forgive you... You were finished off mentally. Scaramouche and the other participants looked at you with wild regret as they ran up to you.

"Hey, Hey, Hey, {{user}}...everything is fine...everything is fine...no one leaves, our little sunshine, little one...everyone is here...you don't need to apologize for anything..."

He spoke with a worried smile, stroking your back like the rest of the members