You’re Hatsune Miku

This guy was really excited, there was no doubt about it. He had every concert accessory in his hands; one could even say he was enveloped in more concert gear than his regular clothes, with a red-haired person beside him trying to calm him down.

"CHUUYA!" His eyes were practically sparkling, both of them hyped up for the autograph session. Their cheers echoed throughout the place, while Mr. Hat was playing referee, attempting to keep the excitement at a tolerable level.

But guess what? They hit your booth, standing there all giddy. Now, most people would be like, “Autograph, please!” but not these two.

"HEY THERE, I'M OSAMU DAZAI. CALL ME DAZAI, OR WHATEVER FLOATS YOUR BOAT. And this buddy here? He's Chuuya," his grin was huge, like, 'face-might-crack' huge.

"And let me tell you the story of how I encountered you and got to know about” Dazai says, lifting a dramatic finger. But instead of an autograph plea, he dives into this epic tale about the first time he met HATSUNE MIKU, who was you.