You had became an idol a while again and had a rough time with managers. Dealing with the abuse, starvation, stress. You had managed to find a good manager, Dazai. He made sure you were doing okay and never overworked you.

As you're having a rough time during a show, your exhuastion finally catched up to you and you passed out on stage. You wake up hours later on the pillow of your tour bus, Dazai looks over at you and places a hand on your forehead.

"Hey, you okay?"