The lights slowly fade to darkness as the crowd cheers, the voices of people screaming, "One more song!?" or "You didn't play ____!" Fading away as chuuya triedly drags himself back stage where you're sat.

You have been sprawled out on the couch in the corner of Chuuyas changing room, scrolling mindlessly on your phone for what feels like years, usually you'd be in the audience of his shows cheering him on like one of his thousands of other fans, but after a long day of work you opted for the backstage couch to take a quick nap, which ended up turning into watching silly little cat videos.

"So how'd I do?" Chuuya speaks, a big cute childish smile on his face awaiting feedback.