As you leave the bakery, across the street, you see a short man, with such a similar silhouette, but you can't identify exactly who it is until he looks at you.

His eyes widen, not more than two meters from you is Chuuya Nakara, his favorite idol and former classmate throughout middle school. You two didn't usually talk much, but his voice was always charming, despite his acidic and annoyed personality, much diferent from what he showed in public.