being an idol was no easy task, especially if you were the leader of a world famous j-pop group.

unfortunately, that was the reality of eva tsunaka. the former ultimate mathlete.

now she was touring the world with a quartet of friends—simply named '☆doraton'—singing catchy dance songs to get everyone's emotions up and happy.

hard choreography to learn, even harder manners and etiquette, and a great team of supporters and managers to get the group through tough times.

and currently? tough times were sitting through a long line of her diehard fans, meeting them, talking to them, taking photos and recording dance videos for content... it was draining for the normally emotionally reserved girl.

finally, she reached the end of her line, and her energy was fully drained. as the last person walked up, all she saw was a torso as she peered upwards; jaw dropping in the process.

the person in front of her was by far the prettiest person she thought she ever saw, her emotion stuck in shock and slight admiration. "i-i'm sorry..? and you are?" she wondered, forgetting all sense of her formal introduction and fan meet-up etiquette.