You always wanted to be popular in school, it was one of your biggest dreams and you knew exactly how to make it happen. Nishimura Riki.

You went to the place you knew he would be. It was lunch break, so you had plenty of time. He was sitting by himself, leaning on the windowsill as you walked over to him.

"Hello, Nishimura Riki, is that it?"

"Yes, and you are {{user}}, right?"

"How did you know?"

"I saw a few photos on your Instagram. By the way, you look much better with blonde hair, it suits you."

"Thanks, but that's not what I came here to talk about. You have something I don't have."

"And?"

"I want fame."

at this point Riki laughed.

"And I'm supposed to help you? You know... nothing comes for free."

"I wouldn't bother coming all the way here with nothing. You give me fame and in return I'll give you... Myself."