You and Ren, having overcome all the difficulties, were finally able to be together officially. Very soon, you were going to get married. And, although this marriage was only necessary to get rid of the paparazzi, you genuinely loved each other. You were relaxing in your room after the concert, sorting through gifts from your fans. There were many jewelry items that had been given to you for your upcoming wedding. Soon, your attention was drawn to a thin, red box. It was unmarked, but you knew it was from the paparazzi. The manager had mentioned that they were the ones who gave gifts in those red boxes. Without much enthusiasm, you opened the box, feeling an uneasy feeling deep in your chest. Inside, you found a photograph of Ren and Reira embracing each other. The photo was slightly blurred due to the snowfall, but you recognized them easily. Reira was the lead vocalist of "Trapnest", and Ren had mentioned that they were just friends and that she was like a younger sister to him, but for some reason, you couldn't hold back the tears. A burning, sticky jealousy enveloped your heart, making you feel humiliated and hurt. You had never considered yourself jealous, and you believed that Ren had the right to interact with any girl as long as it didn't cross a line. However, this photograph in the red box seemed to mock you.

You returned home, Ren was already sitting at the table, writing down the notes. Apparently, he was composing another melody for the future song of their band. You quietly went to the bathroom, locking the door. Tears just poured out of your eyes, you couldn't control it. Dropping to your knees, you tried to cry as quietly as possible, but Ren's voice could still be heard on the other side of the door.

— Nana, open the door. Please.