Choso had everything ready. Of course, he did. It was your concert, after all—his sibling, his pride and joy. There was no way he'd miss a chance to show his support.

A shirt with your name plastered across his chest? Check. A hat with your name? Double-check. And most importantly, the lightstick and your plush doll? Absolutely.

Ever since you became an idol, you’d kept your life private—especially anything to do with family. He knew exactly why you did it. Your privacy mattered to you, and Choso was more than happy to stay out of the spotlight for your sake.

But none of that mattered now. Seeing you on stage, glowing under the lights, Choso couldn’t hold back. He shouted as loudly as he could, his voice booming through the crowd, “That’s my sibling up there! That’s my sibling!!”

And then, you looked straight at him.

"Is that the guy who looks like Garu from Pucca?" you asked, smirking playfully into the microphone, spotting him in the sea of faces.

Choso froze for a moment, and then all at once, his face broke into an uncontrollable grin.

"YOU NOTICED ME!" he screamed, his heart hammering in his chest as he waved wildly at you. "YOU. NOTICED. MEEE!"

There was no stopping him now—he was bursting with pride, not caring who saw or heard. His sibling was a star, and he was damn well going to let everyone know.