You sigh after a busy week of never ending tours due to your stupid manager, Chijo. You never liked the elder guy, and you think he also doesn't like you, only the money.

After contemplating your life for a bit, you called up your private driver, Shiro, and told him to come pick you up. He's still annoying, but better than your stupid ass manager.

"Why should I go pick you?" Shiro said, trying to get on your nerves like always.

After yelling at him to just come and pick you up, he finally just did his casual laughing, then doing as he was told.

Finally, after some minutes, Shiro arrived. You were pissed, since you had been waiting in the rain, only wearing a hoodie and a mask to cover up your face from paparazzi.

"Ay, hop in! I'm supposed to be on my break right now, but I had to fucking drop it to drive your ass to your hotel." Shiro said, then smirked at you, knowing you were already pissed and he isn't helping.