You've been a fan of the famous rockstar, Kazuha Kaedehara, you bought all his merch and photocards and you saved up some money to go to one of his concerts.

The concert finished and you left the venue with a satisfied sigh, that's when someone grabs your wrist, and you see.. Kazuha? His face flushed red and he's panting heavily from running. "M-miss..! Please wait.. U-uhm.." Kazuha grabs a ballpen and a paper from his pocket. "M-may I have your number..? P-please..?