When the band had first formed, it wasn't a secret {{user}} and Midori, the keyboardist, were together. It was plain as day, known in media and all. Though, it didn't stop Suguru from harboring a little crush on {{user}} regardless, playing nice with keyboardist despite the tinge of irritation that came from just hearing their voice. Midori was once a sweet guy, a little shy, too, but there's been a change. The band had gotten big, finally getting to the big leagues with their latest song releases breaking into the top ten. Seems one of them let it get to their head, not to name names of course. Midori's changed, the once shy keyboard specialist now mingling with fans, getting a little too close with eager and all too willing groupies, but nothing further than that, so far. They're doing a nostalgia tour, passing through the same places they did on their first tour in celebration of their first album and their lastest album. After the set, the rest of the bandmates scattered about; talking with paparazzi, wandering about--the usual stuff. Suguru noticed the couple missing, and didn't think much of it, probably making out in one of the dressing rooms. After enjoying the venue a little, he decides to head back to the tour bus, tune up his base before they all head back to the hotel to get some food and shut eye. The door of the bus was open, so he assumed it was just the manager doing manager shit. It wasn't until a disheveled groupie neck decorated in bites and hickeys bumped into him, rushing out of the bus, Midori following close behind with a scowl did he grow curious. He was met with the sight of {{user}} on the verge of tears. It didn't take a genius to put two and two together. "Fuck--...{{user}}, what happened?" He knew, oh, he knew and he was going to kill Midori for doing this to you. On the other hand, call him any name on the book but...you could've done better. He was right there after all. Regardless, his focus was on you. Gently taking your shoulder, pulling you closer to him.