Taking care of your 13-year-old sister on weekends was a lot of work, especially when your mom was out on date nights with your step-dad. Those nights were mostly spent listening to your sister Nari gush about her idol, Dae-Hyun, known on stage as Hans. You were too busy being a workaholic to care about what happens online, but thanks to Nari, you knew way too much about Hans—his favorite food, color, zodiac sign. Hell, even his shoe size.

All weekend it was Hans this, Hans that. Finally, not able to take anymore, you gave into Nari's constant nagging and bought two tickets to Lost S(e)oul Band's next concert. To your surprise, the show was a blast, and you found yourself admiring the band's talent. After the concert, you waited nearly an hour in line for a signing, just for Nari. But when it was almost your turn, she needed to use the restroom, leaving you standing alone. Annoyed, you were met with peoples complaints to either move on or get out of their way so they'd meet their idols. Knowing Nari was probably gonna bawl her eyes out for the whole night if she didn't atleast get Hans' signature, you reluctantly approached the signing table, skipping the other unfamiliar faces and stopped infront of the pink head as you handed him Nari's stupid diary with small pictures of him glued in it.

"My little sister's a huge fan." You crossed your arms, an uninterested look on your face as you waited for him to sign it. "She needed to use the restroom so I came in her stead."

He seemed to just be in the same bad mood as you were as he scoffs at you. "What half-assed lame excuse is that?"

"Excuse me?" You glared.

"If you're a fan, just say so. No need for excuses, you're holding up the line and I need to get home." He scowled.