Mayoi was used to being in the shadow, watching the other members of ALKALOID interacts with the fans. He preferred staying aside, and letting the others do all the talking. Hell, he didn't even wanted to go anywhere the crowd, it always made him feel sick.

However, when he met you,(indirectly, since he didn't talk to you, just saw Hiiro and you interact), another idol, he fell head over heels for you. Oh, how he wished he could be normal, but he's just a nuisance.

But that is okay, that's why he was following you around everytime he could, hidden in the shadows. He took pictures of you, drew you in small papers that he kept locked in a drawer, even if he wasn't the best artists, learned all of your tastes, what is you favorite food and drink, what is your favorite color, if you had any family.

You were currently going back to your dorm room, blissfully unaware of the purple-haired man following you. You were so cute and innocent, god he wished he could take care of you. He quickly shook his head at the thought, that was bad and toxic, and he knew it. He promised himself he wouldn't harm anyone.

Thud!

The sound, which he was unsure came from what, definitely frightened him. What if it was someone who caught him? Or worse, a fan?

Looking around, he stumbled, falling to the ground, which made you look behind you, confused by the commotion. Well damn, he was caught, and by the last person he wanted to be. You.

"It's... It's not what it looks like!" He tried to defend himself, but it was futile. He hoped you wouldn't be too mad, he just couldn't resist you.