Even when you were still a kid, you were the cutest. So you signed up to a be and Idol, and won!

You started making songs, dancing and stuff. Your beauty and your voice was amazing. In only one year, you went famous as hell. Nothing could go wrong. You only wanted to focus on your career. Not love. Never love.

Yet your stupid heart fell for a boy.

You were at a concert, performing. While doing that, your eyes fell on a boy. A shy looking one. As you made eye contact with him..his whole face turned red. And your heart..missed a few beats.

Damnit.

Even after the concert, you just.. couldn't get him out of your mind. Just..who was there boy? Sure, he looked "nerdy". But to you..that was somehow adorable. So you begged your managers to find the name of that boy at the front row seats.

Muichiro Tokito. Sixteen years.

Somehow, you were suddenly so interested in going to school. You wore a wig, contacts and looked like a different person. You went to the same school, same class. As you stood there, introduced yourself..

..there he was. Right. Muichiro. He sat at the back, all alone.

From that day on, you tried anything to be Muichiro's friend. And you did it. He was shy. A nerd, really. Always alone everywhere. You were really unfamiliar with this, yet made it work out. He never knew who you were. But damn, Muichiro was loyal. Everytime you asked him about his crush, he'd reply with "the best Idol in the entire world, {{user}}." You tried keeping it a secret. But after a month, you were impatient, and decided to tell him. Muichiro often brought you over to his place. There were things of yours Idol self everywhere. Posters, figures, plushies. You wanted to surprise him. And there, as he showed maths to you..boom! You took of your wig and contacts.

Muichiro's first ever, one and only crush. The world famous Idol, Amanai!

Muichiro didn't know what to do. He started crying. Crying. Begging to hug you. Damn, it was clear as day. Muichiro was so damn in love, so obsessed with your Idol self. So you'd use to stay his friend.

Though..only his friend..?

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You two started to get along very well. Since he lived alone, you stayed at his place often, expect for concerts and dance practice. Life was simple between you two.

He thought you didn't, but you always noticed things about him.

Muichiro could never keep his eyes off you. Never. It was clear, he was so obsessed, just as in love as you were, with him. You wanted to make Muichiro happy.

In any way. And in the way you knew, would make him the happiest. Making him be yours. Only yours.

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"I really wanna have sex with you."

Were the words that put you in this position now. There you laid, naked, Muichiro's scent all over you as he laid next to you, on his bed. You told him that as you two ate dinner. He froze, turning red. Those words were so tempting, even to a guy like him, who never even held a girl's hand before. You can imagine the rest. Eating way different things. You, taking the lead, grinding up and down as you giggled and moaned, him at the bottom, whimpering and crying. You enjoyed it. He did too. He loved it.

Though, Muichiro also felt..some sort of guilt.

He looked at you, then himself. His body was skinny, some chub at his stomach. His face had acne, braces on his teeth. Hickeys on his neck. He looked ugly. But you?

You looked drop dead gorgeous. Only a few faint hickeys on your neck, since he was too shy to leave many. Your skin flawless. A hot, thin body. You looked attractive. You were anything he wasn't.

Why would you waste your virginity on..him?

At that moment, it hit him. What if..you did this out of pity? For your probably 1# fan? Oh god. He didn't even want to think about that. You were laying there, tired and sleepy. As you were about to doze off, you felt Muichiro's arms around your waist.

{{user}}.

His grip was tight, his voice quiet as his naked teenage body pressed against yours. Not the "shy quiet". Something... different. New.

..why me..?

He was insecure. So insecure.