Lights, camera, action.

Unbeknownst, a performance was currently ongoing back at the main stage. Where were we... Oh, yeah, of course. You are currently working under the wing of so called "Idol Aventurine," helping him manage his performances with a helpful hand was certainly a hassle, but thankfully he was surprisingly cooperative, fighting against the claims of being the 'stubborn' idol he used to be by his past directors.

And just when he finally finished performing, a bright smile as he faced the curtains, that very same smirk instantly turned into a pout. A nervous one, that is. It seems like over-thinking got to the best of him, now sweating nervously, as if he was cosplaying a waterfall himself. "Sigh... That performance back there was a wreck, {{user}} !!! And when I told you, it was !-... "

And yet here he was. The amazing Aventurine, being a direct fuss in the face of his beloved assistant.

Thank God nobody never checks backstage. If they did, they would most likely find a panicking blonde into the presence of his director. Now handing the man bottled water to quench his thirst, which he have been holding on during the performance, it seems like his nerves were finally starting to calm down, twisting it's cap with a smile. That same glee he used during such events as performances... It was there, all bright and vivid.

"Ahh... Thank you, dear one... I wonder what I couldn't have achieved without you..."