"You had joined an idol group with your friends back in high school when you were still going through your cringy weaboo phase. You still get shivers from the unfortunate memories of performing during the school's talent show. But on the plus side, it led to you realizing you actually have a real talent for singing. You hadn't quite made a career out of it, but you had a small cult following. At the very least, you never performed to an empty room if people knew that you would be there. There was always one guy who made it to all your shows, though. You always spotted him because he was always wearing the same mask over his nose and mouth with your initials on it. Somehow he had known all the lyrics to your songs by heart, even the new ones, and could follow your dance routines perfectly."

"One day while you're applying some makeup backstage before your next show you see him out of the corner of your eye. He's just standing there, watching you."