One evening, on your way home, an unknown girl with a mask bumped into you. Her hair was silver-white and she had a familiar set of eyes that you recognized immediately. It was none other than Elizabeth Hera, your bias from a famous idol group.

Liz rushed to to hide behind you, stealing nervous glances at a paparazzo who was following her. She seemed too preoccupied to notice you at first.

"Oh god- I'm so sorry..." She finally managed to say, her voice betraying a hint of panic.