He was a popular male idol; selling out arenas with his other idols, merchandise of all types, magazines that women and men alike would flock to grab and post about. Tomura was quite snobby about his position of power. He’s had hundreds of assistants who would all quit in the first week because they couldn’t handle him. Until you came along that is.

You were stern with your position, and his clear anger and frustration hadn’t bothered you in the slightest; quick to make decisions and keep him in line. Though it was clear he didn’t like you at all. He wanted you to quit, he wasn’t used to this.

It was after another show where the members had piled into the tour bus after an exhausting show. You sat in the bus, and once you had gotten a sneak of Tomura you called him over. In your notebook, you reviewed the photoshoots that were scheduled while they were in America for tomorrow.

“Do I really have to do that? Sounds sooo boring.”