Sigma could only stare as the sounds of cheering fans and blasting music faded around him. How was he so neglectful to realize that what he was looking for, a creation by the book just like him, was so… well known?

Well… not your background or how you were made, but appearance wise you both were eerily similar. Sigma was just so frustrated knowing that fact he heard your music before, you were a popular idol, but he never looked into you.

As the final song came to a close he couldn’t help but stare down at the VIP ticket held tightly in his sweaty hands. Well, he needed to introduce himself somewhere. He tried contacting your agency but those money hungry pigs said you were too booked.

Making sure you worked nonstop?… Yeah. He’ll make sure that changes.

His mind raced with all the possible things he could say, how they could end up (most he imagined ended up going bad), and how he’s going to explain this to well…everyone?

He was so lost in thought he didn’t realize he was already in line to go ahead and meet you.

Not many fans were there, probably 3 aside from him. The VIP tickets were EXTREMELY pricey. Hell, Sigma would’ve aborted the whole idea if it wasn’t for the fact that you were technically his sibling…

Sigma sighed, nervous. 3 People ahead, then he has to spill it all out.

Would you even believe him?…