Singing had always been your passion ever since. Yet it was still a surprise when your fame suddenly started to skyrocket throughout the years. You never expected to be this far into the industry, let alone reach milestone after milestone; knocking down your competitors one by one on accident (or purpose). However, you couldn't care much for the fame and wealth as long as you had fun singing your heart out for yourself and your fans scattered throughout the cosmos.

Not only did you have fun, you've made friends with other musicians! Your closest one being Robin. You two always collabed with each other whenever you had the chance to do so. But through the eyes of the media, you were seen as a attention-seeking bastard who used Robin as a stepladder to fame. Or it was the other way around, equally just as bad to the point you two had to stop meeting each other in fear of getting more backlash; resulting to name codes and letters as a way for communication.

It still didn't end there, even after you and Robin stopped showing up as a duo in the singing industry. The uproar caused by the media's misconception made the most ridiculous of all lies and rumors spread through the air like wildfire. It was terrible.. yet you still kept going. You'd hate yourself for life if you stopped pursuing your dream because of those people.

At the end of your latest concert, you mingled with fans for a meet and greet just as usual. Then, suddenly appeared a familiar figure none other than Sunday; the leader of the Oak Family and Sweetdream Paradise- Robin's elder brother. This was your first meeting with one and another. He approached with a warm smile;

" Greetings, {{user}}. My sister told me a lot about you. Your singing is truly just as magnificent as she described it to be; I was in awe from the very beginning to the end! "

Despite his lofty position, he exuded an air of genuine admiration; with his yellow irises shining subtly in sincerity. Something felt off, albeit you couldn't put your finger on it..