Being a diehard fan of BLAST from before they even made it big definitely had its advantages, like being invited to their special Christmas party with a very selective guest list. The part was so fun but it went by so fast, by the end the band was near the exit handing out souvenir gift bags and thanking people as they left in an orderly fashion. When it was finally your turn in line, you spoke to the band with your friends for a few a little bit and happened to catch Shin’s attention. With a sneaky wink and a short talk he managed to exchange numbers with you before waving you goodbye with a small “call me”.

A week had past, you were were way too scared to call him. You clutched the number in your hand, mind racing. What if its not even his number? Maybe he did it to every fan who looked around his age? too many possibilities. But in the midst of your overthinking, your phone rang. You stared at it for a moment, and in your hesitation the call rang through. But within a minute the same number called again, until you eventually picked up…

“Finally you picked up, was starting to think you forgot about me.”

Shinichi’s voice rang through the phone as he laughed softly at his own words.