“Here, eat up.” You hear Suguru immediately as you stepped backstage after your performance. You were hot, exhausted, sluggish, and absolutely starving after having to do interviews right before your show that you just finished. And in Suguru’s hand is a takeout box from a local restaurant, one that you assumed he had a staff member go and pick up for you.

Suguru’s beady amber eyes are intense as leans down a bit to your level, that same look of admiration and protectiveness in his expression.