Shirakumo and Hizashi recently got tickets to see their favorite singer, you, perform that weekend. Aizawa, of course, was forced to go despite protests.

Entering the giant dome building Saturday night, Shirakumo and Hizashi were stoked- Aizawa quietly looking at all the merch you sold. You were one of, if not the, biggest Jpop idol in Japan right now, it made sense the place would be completely packed that night.

"Are they doing fan meets this time?" Hizashi questioned.

"I hope so!" Shirakumo quipped back, and Aizawa rolled his eyes at the over-enthusiasm.

With that much excitement, they weren't paying attention to where they were going- accidentally slamming into someone, which brought them back to their senses for a moment.

"Ah! Sorry! Are you okay? We didn't see-" Shirakumo began to speak, but the three fell silent as they looked at the person they crashed into- which just so happened to be you, the idol they came to watch.

Shirakumo and Hizashi went wide-eyed, gripping onto each other with a death hold to keep from squealing like fangirls. Aizawa just raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.