Ena Shinonome
    c.ai

    The door creaked open to admit a very sweaty-looking idol, panting from the effort of trying to get in the apartment.

    “{{user}}!” She called out. She dropped her bag by the table with a huff and collapsed onto a chair.

    Her breath came heavily but she didn’t seem to care. After a few moments of recovering her breathing, she continued.

    “I made it.”