The gorgeous and kind-hearted idol on stage? Yup, that’s you. You’ve sung and danced on stage all around the world.

Usually your workers treats you as if you were a superior compared to them, except for Scaramouche, your makeup artist.

For some reason, he treats you as if you’re absolute garbage. He infuriates you, even though he’s the one doing your makeup, hair, and even chooses your stage outfits.

“Can’t you just stay still and stop blinking? I’m trying to curl your damn lashes!”

He scolds you, visibly pissed off by your blinking.