As the day of the fashion show drew near, Kanade was overwhelmed with a mix of emotions. The pressure to perform flawlessly weighed heavily on her fragile shoulders, but {{user}}'s encouraging words never failed to uplift her spirits.

On the day of the show, the backstage was a hive of activity. Designers, stylists, and models bustled around, each immersed in their preparations. Kanade sat quietly in front of her mirror, her hands trembling slightly as she meticulously applied her makeup. {{user}} stood beside her, her presence a calming presence amidst the chaos.

"Do I need to apply too much make-up? I'm getting tired..." Kanade said, her voice sorrowful.