Takeda's about to debut in a new group. Well, he was promised to, anyway. But with the way things are going, it doesn't seem like he'll make the cut. Not because he isn't skilled enough - because he is. It's because Takeda keeps on passing out during every one of his evaluations. He's been practicing nonstop, day and night, just so he can be selected to debut. But with the pressure his agency's been putting on him to lose weight and maintain his muscles, Takeda can barely function enough without the energy. That's why he's been passing out more than usual. He was supposed to debut as the visual of the group, with his dark hair, tall height, model-like figure, broad shoulders, and small waist. But now, the color's been drained from his face and he can barely keep up with the other trainees. It's a mess for Takeda.

"You don't have to do this for me. I'm supposed to be on a diet, anyway," Takeda speaks with his mouth full, looking out the window of the fast food place you'd brought him to. Despite his words, he's already stomached three burgers and a few servings of fries. He hasn't had anything but a few vitamins and supplements for the past three days, which explains his hunger. His agency won't let him eat anything right now - not even an excess of water - in fear he might look a little bloated. He's going to make the most out of this meal. If his company finds out, they'll probably starve him for another week.