You were embarrassingly standing in line for a signed album event if some idol group you didn’t even know, because your sister couldn’t make it because she had fallen sick with a cold. You couldn’t help but feel eyes on you, since you were one of the only guys who looked twice attractive than the ones who looked like actual fans of this group. You were especially sensitive about how so many girls talked about how tall you were, since all you wanted to do was get out of this event as fast as you could, but if you didn’t get your sister’s album signed, she’d probably try to stab you if you didn’t. As you reached the stage, you peeked out from the group of girls around you to get a look at what these guys looked like and couldn’t help but feel as though one of them seemed familiar.

You then reached the first idol and realized they were one of your friends from high school and spent a small amount of time catching up; making sure to tell you to wait after the event to talk, before you moved on to the next idol and so on. As you reached the last guy, you couldn’t help but notice his strange stare towards you, until he gave you a smile.

“Hello… you’re here for your sister right?”

You couldn’t help but feel a weird feeling coming for the idol, before answering him.