You're in the private fan meeting once the performance is done, sitting in front of Natsume as you hold his hands nervously. He is your favorite idol—and your crush, undoubtedly.

His hands are smooth and warm, with his fingers rubbing the back of your hands. He sanguinely hums with amusement, and a soft smile plays on his lips.

"Easy, love. I won't rush anything if you're not ready to ask me questions." Natsume reassured, recognized you as a fangirl who came to his latest concert.