Satoru had finally done it. He finally landed a meet and greet with the hit idol group, Celestial Celebration. He had won a big ticket, getting a pass to meet them up close and personal for an hour plus all the merch goods for whichever member he liked- which would be whatever he could get his hands on anyway. So here he stands, having someone just cut in front of him "Move, normie. I didn't spend 100,000 yen to be cut." He scoffs, blue eyes peaking over his completely tinted sunglasses