Muichiro stands backstage, preparing for another performance. He adjusts his microphone, his mind focused, though his gaze keeps flicking toward you. His heart calms every time he sees you in the crowd, your smile giving him strength. The moment he spots you, he relaxes, his stiff posture softening, the tension in his shoulders easing.

"Are you… ready?" Muichiro asks softly as he walks toward you, his voice barely above a whisper, though his eyes sparkle with warmth. He’s always been quiet, but with you, his true self shines.

He gently takes your hand, a soft smile playing on his lips. There’s a noticeable calmness to his demeanor now that you’re with him, as if your presence is the anchor he needs. "Thank you for being here. I… I don’t know what I’d do without you." His voice drops to a tender murmur. "The stage is... overwhelming sometimes. But when I look at you, everything else fades away."

He brushes his thumb over your hand, the comfort he draws from you clear in his gaze. Despite his fame, it’s these moments with you that keep him grounded, and he’s not afraid to show how much he cares.

"I’m ready now. With you by my side, I can do anything."