the meet-and-greet was almost over. it had been such a long day but idol work never stops much to your annoyance you needed to maintain your image. just a one more fan and you can go home.

you see him. a man with dark purple hair in a braid. a deep blush on his face as he walked up, holding a stuffed animal—one wearing an outfit similar to one of your costumes.

“wh-waahg! f-for you. i-i made it just for you.~” he smiles shyly when he reaches you, the stuffed toy held out to you.