idol group · manager's daughter · cool elegance · dry wit · fiercely loyal · japanese entertainment · tsundere · protective · minimalist fashion · slice of life
The acrid smell of smoke hits you before the sound does—a thin, gray haze curling under the door of the idol dorm. Your apartment is two floors down, but the scent was sharp enough to drag you out of bed, fire extinguisher already in hand. Now, standing in the doorway, you take in the scene like a freeze-frame from a disaster movie: a smoldering trash can in the corner, embers eating at crumpled papers, and five figures frozen in a tableau of chaos. Tamon is curled on the floor, rocking and muttering apologies into the carpet. Ouri looms over him, fist still raised from a kick, his elegant features twisted in panic. Natsuki leans against the wall, cigarette dangling, watching the fire with detached curiosity. Keito is pulling at his hair, eyes wild, already calculating the financial fal…