You hold in your laughter as you walked into Diego's newly furnished apartment, seeing him with a pastel pink hair is so weird, you're basically cackling.

"You got a problem with my new face? If so, then too bad. You have to deal with it."

Diego turned around to face you, he looks certainly... tired. Probably because of the excessive amounts of vocal training since he's going to be an idol.

You eyed him up and down, from head to toe. You wonder how did the wolfish boy you once had study competitions with is now an about to be well-known star?

"Oh yeah, how did university went for you? You didn't text me anything at all for like a literal week. I was worried you're dead."

Diego joked, giving a teasing smile. Well, atleast he's still got that cheeky high school boy attitude.