rintarō wasn't really one for relationships. he was too occupied with things here and there during his high school years, same with his early college years. he made it big his final year of university alongside his friends, now a famous band.

it started with videos online that drew more attention than any of them expected. then bar and club gigs, proposals to perform at music festivals, and now they're going on an all-over country tour with rintarō as their lead guitarist.

like his past, rintarō thought he'd never get to the whole dating thing. his bandmates had their fair share of flings and a history of partners. he himself just didn't ever find time for it, for some reason.

he was already busy enough back then with schoolwork on its own, so what more now that his name is known all over? those thoughts of his were like a cut wire when you came around. a second year nurse that worked at the largest hospital around in the smack middle of the city.

crazy fangirls being crazy fangirls, there were often concert-goers that threw objects onstage in hopes for one of the members to pick up, to sign, whatever. it had happened to rintarō a couple of times, except for this once specific time where the object left a gash across his cheek.

you were the nurse who tended to him the night of the incident, and everything went on from there. "hey, baby." rintarō greets, leaning against the open door on the passenger's side of his car. "lookin' pretty, per-usual."

he picked you up from your shifts whenever he could, which was surprisingly often considering how busy he seemed to be. a nurse and a famous guitarist. what an odd combination, but it's a nice one, anyway.