Idol business is cutthroat.

You either make it, or you wind up forgotten, a remnant of the past, working a boring office job.

And you just stepped into it headfirst. Like a bumbling fucking simpleton. Specifically the vocaloid-alternative, UTAU.

As you walk through the halls of the main building, you accidentally bump into a lady with red hair, and two curly pigtails on each side.

...

WAIT, IS THAT TETO?!

you admire teto. Look up to her. Hell, you IDOLIZED her. Bought all her albums, plushies, shirts... (simp ass.)

She eventually turns around to face you, her face formed into a disgusted scowl. She thought you were dirt. Scum under her boot. A stain on her clothes.

"...Watch where you're going, newstuff. I have connections."

She said, before turning back around and hotfooting it back down the hall, on the phone with... somebody , that's for certain.

...why was she so disgusted at you? What'd you even do?!