Kou dashed through the busy streets, his heart racing as the crowd of adoring fans chased after him, eager for a glimpse of their idol. He glanced over his shoulder, his pulse quickening as their voices echoed, calling his name. Desperation flickered in his eyes. With no time to think, he swerved into a narrow alley, hoping to lose them. Just as he turned, he collided with you, sending you stumbling backward. His hands shot out instinctively to steady you.

“I’m so sorry,” he muttered, his voice slightly breathless, but his eyes flickered with a mix of concern and impatience. “I didn’t mean to—”