Chapter 3

Enfeeblement. That's how Utahime felt at the current moment & it wasn't even midday yet. The time was 11:30 am. Utahime's battery had already run dry, leaving her depleted and drained. Sweet Debauchery's entrance into Tokyo POP Station's building was complete hell. All the fans went ballistic when the members entered the scene. The company bodyguards did their best to protect the group from restless fans who tried to jump on the barricade all while Utahime struggled to collect their gifts. Some fans threw fan letters towards her like she was the help, while others refused to allow her to collect the gift for their favorite member. Her photo even got taken without her consent by many fans who eyed her jealously because she was near the members. Plus the fanservice they gave felt unbearable. Utahime noticed how the blue-eyed man-child took his sweet time to tender to the fans.

What made it worse was how this man was eating up all the attention. He would do the most bizarre poses shaking his butt a little towards the crowd and turning around like an innocent lost child being caught in action with his hand over his mouth. Then he would pout and flirt like crazy with his fans to the point they'd be wimping for dear life. Was every girl that whipped, where was the appeal because Utahime just couldn't see it? Sukuna kept the chaotic train going by teasing fans by lifting a small peak of his shirt to reveal a glimpse of his lower abdomen. Then he leaped over on the barricade and continued with the teasing. The screams went so ballistic that Utahime felt her ears would fall off. The bodyguards couldn't get him down or into the building until he got bored. It didn't help that he had no restraint or care about flashing kids. Geto was an actor who served the fans a princely aura that the fans adored. He wouldn't stop caressing their faces and hands, while Choso gave as much fanservice as he could to please the fans.

Thankfully, Nanami & Toji kept the pace as they surprisingly performed minimal fanservice. The most they gave was a smile, a wave, one or two pictures, and a quick chat. Fans had to fight for scraps when it came to fanservice.

The fans were now inside the building in the audience waiting for the group to get ready to perform. Sweat Debauchery was backstage in the dressing room in preparation for the performance while Utahime was working with the Technical Team. Geto and Gojo were changing into their stage outfits, and the hair & makeup team were retouching Toji, Choso, and Sukuna's hair & face, while Nanami had gone off to make a quick call.

''Oh yeah! I forgot to tell you. I got a call from Shoko the other day. She wants us to meet up and chat.'' Gojo said slowly. Avoiding Geto's puzzled stare, Gojo tightened the black Italian leather belt around his purple leather pantsuit, before carefully putting on a purple leather suit vest on his bare chest. He began to tamper with his belt.

''Really? She never contacts us unless she has some news or something serious. Satoru? Did she tell you something?'' Geto eyed his friend as he put on a thin white leather blazer, adjusting the white fishnet shirt underneath. He knew when Satoru was hiding something from him.

Gojo continued to avoid Geto's eyes until he gave in.

''Well…she wants us to meet to talk about her…..fiancee. She's gotten engaged Suguru.'' Gojo whispered awkwardly not knowing how his friend would take it. He knew Geto had feelings for Shoko in the past. Shoko was his first crush. He became smitten with Shoko after she'd found a poem he'd written about his depression. Her reaction and kind words resonated with him, and from then on he saw the inner and outer beauty of Shoko. However, Geto never had the guts to confess because he didn't want to ruin the dynamic the three of them had. The 3 grew up together and were glued to the hip. Therefore Geto gave up on pursuing her and cut off his feelings. It was better that way. Plus Geto never knew if she felt the same. It was hard to sense Shoko's emotions as she's rather weirdly stoic and calm. After being scouted by JJK Records and debuting they hadn't been in touch like before. He did know she was seeing someone but he didn't care about the guy.

''Wow. That's…preplexing…I never thought she'd be the one to settle down so soon.'' Geto smiled ripping out the Dior hair tie from his head harshly that he'd left in from the Vogue shoot, leaving his long stands of hair to drape over his face.

''So you aint mad or pissed? I know you were feeling her back then. And you haven't liked anyone since.'' Gojo began to stretch his arms behind his back, before cracking his neck a little.

A little sting bit at Geto's heart, he was forced to shovel it down.

''Nope. That's all in the past. I can't be tamed by one woman that's boring. Also, I'm quite intrigued by our new assistant. I'm gonna have fun toying with her. '' Geto laughed recalling Utahime's appalled face when he kissed her hand to introduce himself to her.

Gojo's blue eyes darted at Geto in sharpness before relaxing his gaze.

''I thought we agreed not to date another staff member after what happened with Yumi?'' Gojo crackled

''Nope. You agreed on that, not I. You promised Nanami you wouldn't and I'm not that dumb to take it too far like you did to where Yaga almost finds out. Anyway, why do you care? Unless you're jealous?'' Geto teased

''Whatever ass-wipe. Listen I choose to listen to Nanami, but if I want to do my own thing I will. Anyway, you should be lucky I'm not wooing her because she'd be under my spell the second I do.'' Gojo lied knowing deep down he'd secretly pursue Utahime for his pride & self-satisfaction.

Before Geto could respond a sound alert came from his phone, his face went serious after seeing the message.

''Did Yaga turn down your song again?'' Gojo asked

'Ever since I wrote U Calling My Name & Why, all the songs I've written for our future album get toyed with & rewritten for some strange reason. If the songs I write aren't about sex, romance, and love they get rejected. However, I have many ideas that can work well for the group. I & Nanami even complained to HR many times about my name getting removed from the songwriting credits. Nothing got fixed. '' Geto complained slumping down on the black leather seat in the changing room.

''Didn't I tell you not to sweat it Suguru? Listen we're here just to perform for our fans, smash as many women as we want, party, and live wild. Everyone knows you are a songwriter. You don't need to prove yourself.'' Gojo responded laxly. Geto became a little displeased running a huge hand over his entire face with a low groan. Gojo rolled his eyes. He knew Suguru could become a drama queen when it came to his music & songs because he loved writing so much. Somedays he'd become depressed the whole day or week if Yaga shut down his work, but it made no sense since Suguru is a phenomenal lyrist/songwriter. Every song he wrote was magic.

''Listen, idiot. I've told you a million times if this issue keeps bothering you, leak all of the songs you wrote before the company drops the album this spring. That way the original uncut version of the album will be heard by the fans first before Yaga can do anything.'' Gojo said pulling Geto out of his slump. Gojo then repeatedly poked his best friend on the cheek until Geto smacked him upside the head, causing them both to laugh.

Suguru was in good spirits again thanks to Satoru.

''Satoru. I know you aren't as passionate about this job as I am. But one of these days you will grow out of that mindset. Anyway. Thanks, you nincompoop. Let's go to hair and makeup.''

—-

Nanami jogged up the corridor stairs politely around the other employees at Tokyo Pop Station who were busy running errands. He already wore his performance outfit of a sleek dark emerald leather suit but had yet to get his hair and makeup styled. However, the employees stopped working once they recognized him leaving them starstruck. whenever he passed. Camera flashes and squeals filled the corridor and Nanami just apologized and bowed whenever he passed by in a rush. Nanami desperately looked for the nearest fire escape and once he spotted it he quickly jetted through without anyone noticing.

Nanami stood outside above ground on a fire escape stairwell leaning backward as he closed his eyes taking a small breath. Residuals of secondhand smoke and heavy-scented tangy perfume rushed into his nostrils, his eyes shot open in an instant to see a woman with white hair braided in front of her face dressed in a tight purple one-armed sleeve top, mini skirt, and white boots. A cigarette was in the middle of her mouth as her eyes drooped slowly towards Nanami.

''I forgot you guys were performing here today. I just finished my stage some time ago but needed a small break.'' the lady blew a whirl of poisonous smoke outwards towards the air giggling to herself. Nanami showed zero emotion towards her.

''You're so predictable. I knew I'd find you up here. You'd always love to be out here to get some peace.''

''What do you want Mei Mei?'' Nanami's voice was cold and dejected. His eyes looked lifeless at the sight of her like she was nothing to him.

''Me? What do I want? Let's see.'' Mei Mei burnt her cigarette on the fire escape stairwell before moving closer to Nanami as she began to touch the hem of his emerald-leathered suit. The moment her pale slender hands touched it, Nanami slowly grabbed her wrist moving it away from him in a polite fashion.

''Listen, Mei Mei. You are an incredible artist but not the right person for me.''

''You didn't say that before when we…''

''Well, I'm saying it now…I think it's best if we stay professional with one another as label mates. I made it clear that what happened in the past wasn't serious. You agreed. Please remember that.'' Nanami lectured sternly with an icy tone before letting go of her wrist slowly. Mei Mei closed her eyes lifting her hands in defeat with a coy smile on her face.

''I guess I've lost today.'' Mei Mei says making her way to the fire escape door before turning to Nanami.

''But I don't intend on giving up on my prey.''

And then she was gone.

Nanami felt disgusted whenever Mei Mei was around him. When he first met her after debuting in Sweet Debauchery she seemed reserved, composed, and nonchalant. He didn't like her at all but couldn't deny her beauty. But after spending one night with her strictly no strings attached after informing her of what it was, she just couldn't let it go. She wanted to be his and only his but Nanami didn't feel the same. She knew about his no-dating rule but she didn't care. He was tired of her deceitful antics and energy. Mei Mei was a snake who just couldn't be trusted.

After a few minutes, Nanami went to open the fire escape door to check if she had gone. After scouting the area with his eyes for a few more seconds he closed the door and began to dial a number on his black-coloured iPhone.

The icy disgust of Mei Mei was washed away with warmth as he held the phone to his ear.

Nanami made a mental note to only speak for five minutes since he needed to go for the performance. After a few rings the phone picked up and a tiny smile arose on Nanami's face.

''Hello, beautiful. I've missed you so much. I've only got five minutes to spare right now, but please tell me about your day.'' his voice was airy and light as he held tightly onto his phone.

A female voice came out from the other end. The voice was sweet and kind.

''I've missed you so much Kento. My days have been hectic lately. I've been preparing for the state gala ball. I desperately want you to be there and for my family to finally meet you. Also, I think I've finally found the dream building. It's perfect Ken you should have seen it.'' said the sweet voice.

''That's amazing Tiana. I'm so happy for you my love. I wish I could see it, meet your family, and be with you out in the open.'' Nanami replied softly feeling a little guilty

''It's okay honeybun I feel the same. But you're under contract, and that won't allow you to date. You wouldn't believe the stories I've had to tell whenever my parents set me up with potential suitors. They want me to wed soon to keep the legacy going as heir to the throne but I don't want to marry a stranger when my heart is already with you.''

The idea of other men being around his sweetheart Tiana made Kento's eyes turn dark. He could NOT have his heart and soul, his princess be married off to some guy who didn't love her like he did and could. He had met Tiana at a charity event two months after his debut that he attended with his group. The event was to combat poverty and loneliness in rural areas. He knew a princess would be there but never expected his heart to be stolen by her. The moment he laid eyes on Tiana left him in a trance. Kento had never seen a lady with such beauty, grace, and defined character. The way she handled her affairs and attended to the crowd/guests. How she worked hard to supply children at the event with steller-cooked meals she cooked as a chef. How she spoke with dignity and intelligence, and how her luscious big brown eyes and dimpled sweet smile had his heart panic. She had a defined purpose and a heart to serve others as he did. He needed to know her. Nanami was desperate & ended up making his move. Despite having busy schedules they made time for each other by making calls and flying to each other when they got free time which was rare. The rules were screwed when it came to dating Tiana, Nanami didn't care. They had been an item/in a relationship but kept secret due to his job. Nobody knew about them even his members. He wished things were different and she could be his freely showering his love to her outside in the open.

''Don't worry Princess. Everything will be fine. I love you.''

—-

Utahime ran backstage with headsets and earpieces in her hands after testing them with the Technical team, she saw Toji stretching alone while Geto, Gojo, and Choso were looking at their fans through the camera monitor. Sukuna was missing, and Nanami was speaking with Nobara the teen host/interviewer of Tokyo Pop Radio briefing him on what questions she was going to ask beforehand. The fan's cheers were loud and vibrant and Sweet Debauchery was due to perform in the next 10 minutes. Where was Sukuna Utahime thought?

''Toji. Here is your ear monitor and headset microphone. They've been tested, checked, and are all ready to go.'' Utahime caught her breath. The pain in her back was still present from earlier on. She stood stiffly handing over the gear to Toji trying her best to come across as competent.

Toji gave a low chuckle shaking his head as he took his customized black headset, Utahime eyed him puzzledly.

''You know you don't need to act so prim & professional. It's like you have a stick up your butt hole. Get loose a little.'' Toji muttered lowly spinning the headset in his hands.

Utahime twitched. ''I'm just doing my job,'' Utahime responded. She felt puzzled as to why most of the members were treating her so weirdly. She had been nothing but polite but all they've been is touchy and inquisitive for her liking.

''Well drop it.'' Toji stared at Utahime his eyes were alluring and his smile was small.

''Pardon me?'' Utahime spoke in returned anger her face glaring at him.

''Drop the act.'' Toji emphasized slowly ''I'd like you better unfiltered.'' Toji's face moved close to Utahime's but she didn't back down despite the height difference. His emerald eyes gleamed darkly at Utahime, she could see the traces of silver guilter on his face, especially near his eyes. It must have been stage makeup. Never in her life had she dealt with obnoxious people at her jobs. Rich famous folk were indeed a handful who had no mind of reality. First that blue-eyed freak of nature, Geto & now Toji. He wasn't going to command her to act in some way just because he demanded it. Despite being a personal assistant Utahime had the right to be respected as a person and was not going to let him walk over her.

Utahime pushed a pointed finger at Toji's chest pushing him away from her.

''Listen. I'm here to do a job. That's it. If you want to play games that's on you but I've got bigger fish to fry and think about.'' Utahime said calmly. Toji let out a low whistle as he playfully put both hands up in ''defeat''.

''Having fun?''

Utahime moved back to see Gojo standing there. His head tilted to the side with a little grin before holding out his hand towards Utahime requesting his gear. Utahime also noticed he was wearing a glitter like Toji, but it was purple instead of silver and it was glittering around his eyelids.

''Yep, we were having lots of it until you came along.'' Toji joked now putting on his ear gear and headset.

In haste, Utahime passed over Gojo's personalized earpiece/headset to him uttering not a single word, Gojo kept smirking at her to get her attention but she'd barely looked him in the eye keeping her eyes looking elsewhere. Gojo began to feel like he was playing hide and seek with Utahime, it felt like she didn't want to be found. He needed to know why that was.

Gojo chuckled walking over to Toji leaning a lazy elbow onto his member's shoulder.

''You know Toji…I'm beginning to think Ms Iori over here hates our guts. She barely wants to talk to any of us. I feel rather hurt.'' Gojo mocked with a wicked grin, Toji followed suit immediately onto Gojo's scheme clicking his tongue in suit as a form of agreement.

''I agree. I'm quite surprised. I'm curious to know are you even a fan of us Ms Iori? I wonder if you're enjoying your first day with us?'' Toji asked slyly playing with the handcuffs of his crimson leather blazer.

'OF COURSE NOT I'M ONLY HERE FOR THE MONEY YOU DUMBASSES' Utahime scram in her mind. That was the real answer she wished she could give to shut them up but couldn't since she lied about being a fan on her resume to help get her the job.

''Of course, I'm a fan. You guys are great. I'm just focused on doing a job since it's my first day.'' Utahime lied.

''Really?'' Gojo laughed causing Utahime to finally look him in the eyes, she saw his blue eyes sparkling in wonder like a little child but felt embarrassed about being laughed at.

''What so funny Jojo?''

Jojo?

Imagine if a bus ran Gojo over and left his bloody body splattered onto the road pathway like a runover deer. That is what he felt like right now. Never in his 23 years of living was he EVER called by the wrong name. Is Utahime an alien? A unicorn? What was she?

Toji crackled loudly with a hearty laugh covering his eyes with his hand this was new even for him. Gojo stood dumbfounded before he quickly spoke.

''Okay. How many songs are on Sweet Debauchery's first EP?'' Gojo questioned with bright blue eyes locking onto Utahime's eyes. He was NOT going to acknowledge the sting of his pride of her getting his name wrong. He would NOT be embarrassed by her.

A small tint of red blushed over Utahime's ears in fear of being caught.

'Sorry. I have to give the equipment to the other members. Excuse me.'' Utahime tried to rush away but Gojo blocked her leaning down closely to her left ear. Utahime stood in confusion wanting to ask what he was doing but the words didn't come out in time. Gojo whispered gently.

''Darling….My name is Satoru Gojo. Not Jogo. Remember to get it right next time.'' his voice was silent but deadly as his hands clutched onto the shoulders of her black blazer. As Gojo stared at Utahime at close proximity he could not get over how pretty she looked. He analyzed every trace of her face, her long eyelashes, smooth polished skin, and red lips. Gojo snapped out of it before she caught on.

Utahime felt defeated. She had forgotten his name on her first day on the job. Jojo, Gojo, it all sounded familiar. Normally she was good with names but just had to forget this loser's name on her first day. Today just wasn't her day.

''Apologies Gojo. If you'd excuse me.'' and Utahime quickly rushed off.

Gojo snapped his head towards Toji who was still laughing at the whole scene.

''What? She could remember my name. It seems like your edge is wearing off Gojo.'' Toji said

''Like hell. Let's go to the club tonight to see who's edge is gone.'' Gojo rebutted

''Bet.''

—

Utahime forced her beating heart to calm down from the embarrassment from before, she needed to redeem herself if she was to keep this job. She counted down from 3 to 1 before walking over to Choso. She could still hear and feel Gojo and Toji talking about her as they were now stretching together along with Geto in preparation for the performance while other staff members attended to them. Nanami had headed out to look for Sukuna, he had a habit of wandering off and lazing around before they went on stage.

Choso gave a small smile to Utahime as she approached him.

''Is everything okay?'' Choso asked politely

''I'm fine,'' Utahime answered passing over his earpiece and headset.

''Y..You..You're doing a great job by the way. It's a lot to handle but I see you trying.'' Choso said shyly.

Utahime felt so grateful to hear that from Choso right now. The last few hours hadn't been going well at all, Utahime started to wonder if she was cut out for this job due to how fast-paced everything was going with the fans and now with some of the members. Could she handle doing this for weeks on end when she already felt burnt out?

''Thank you Choso. To be honest, when it comes to your group, only you, Nanami, and Sukuna are the normal ones.'' Utahime said but Choso shook his head rebutting Utahime's words.

''Sukuna is not normal. He's only being nice to you right now because he has strangely taken a liking to you. That's not how he truly is.'' Choso explained with wide eyes

''What do you mean…''

SLAM!

The backstage door bolted open out of nowhere, Utahime's head jolted at the sound of the door feeling bewilderment yet again for the millionth time today. The next thing she saw was Sukuna stampeding towards her in blitzing red, his eyes looked completely menacing.

Now what was going on?

''UTAHIME! WHERE THE HELL IS CRAFT SERVICE!'' Sukuna roared. The moment he got to her Sukuna loomed over her with bloody dead red eyes. His face was murky as he screwed it, and his facial tattoos made him come across as a gang member. Was he insane Utahime thought? Fear did strike Utahime but again she wasn't going to allow him to see that. If Choso hadn't told her a split second earlier she would have been more mad.

Gojo, Geto, and Toji began to walk over.

''Sukuna you're being too loud.'' Choso said defending Utahime.

''Apologies but there's been reported a small delay from the catering team. They aren't going to be here on time.'' Another mistake was made. Utahime forgot to inform the members about this due to dealing with arrangements for the next schedule.

''Well, why didn't your little ass tell us? How the hell would I know? Do you I look like I crazy ass mindreader to you?''

''There you are I've been looking everywhere for you! We are performing in 1 minute Sukuna. You can't keep running off before performances like this. Also, leave Utahime alone there's no need to shout at her'' Nanami lectured out of breath from running all over the place looking for the group's main rapper.

''CAN IT NANAMI! Next time craft service better be on deck! No excuses! I need to eat!'' Sukuna's teeth screeched.

''You can eat later, we're on in 50 seconds.'' Gojo intervened pulling Sukuna towards the stage as Nanami apologised to Utahime on behalf of Sukuna. Gojo could see Utahime was taken back a little by Sukuna's outburst and felt a little bad for her. He could be a handful when he gets in a bad mood.

Sukuna removed himself from Gojo's grip fixing up his silver-coloured leather suit before yelling ''Are we clear!'' Sukuna yelled to Utahime as he jogged towards the stage, ''Crystal.'' Utahime responded in full.

Nanami brought all the members together before giving a small speech to get the energy in sync. In one go they huddled together and chanted their group's motto before going to the stage.

Before she knew it Sweet Debauchery and all the staff members had left backstage for the performance leaving Utahime standing backstage alone.

Sukuna seemed so nice before but he was just like the others. The wrath he'd just shown her before made her want to steer away from him like a caution on the road. Her memories of him from high school had been nostalgic because comparing the delinquent who helped those from being bullied to the man now just showed her how correct Choso was about him.

With a few moments of freedom, Utahime decided to take out her phone and call her mother.

She needed some words of encouragement but sadly her mother wasn't available to pick up, so she opted to watch her favorite Anime called My Hero Academia. As an anime fan and huge fan of the show, Utahime was now behind on the newest episode and decided to watch as much of it as she could before things got hectic again.

She had zero interest in watching that group perform.

—-

''Okay everyone! Now today we have a special guest at Tokyo POP Station! They're hot, sexy, and taking the world by storm since their debut last year in October! Are you READY!'' yelled Nobara Kugisaki, the teen host of Tokyo POP Station. Nobara stood on the stage, it was decorated with a museum set three. Two Marble statues were near the royal purple backdrop on stage. Water-coloured paintings of angels bathed in gold hung on the backdrop illuminated in a dreamy tint of purple. The fans screamed in excitement they couldn't wait anymore waving their heart-shaped lightsticks, they defaulted to using the color purple to fit the scene's mood. The whole area looked like a dreamy fantasy.

''They have 50 Music Show wins, 2 Japan Music Award wins, sold 10 million records so far not even 1 year into their career, nominated for an MTV Music Award, and are to debut their upcoming album this spring! Performing U Calling My Name please give it up for Gojo, Toji, Sukuna, Geto, Choso & Nanami of Sweet Debauchery!'' Nobara yelled leaving the stage for the performance to begin.

The lights went dark for a few seconds and the crowd was silent before colors of lilac purple shined through.

A silhouette embraced the light that hit the stage, and all the fans began chanting the group's fan chant the moment the soundtrack played. The soundtrack was a smooth R&B track, with a minimal sound of a rhythm guitar and subtle brass that gave warmth and power. The silhouette strutted to the center gracefully as the mist formed on the stage. The hue of the purple lights shined brighter to show Nanami, at his reveal the fans cheered and clapped calling out his name.

'' I who made you cry

I hated myself

Only leaving scars

I resented my mistakes.

Now without you

My name lost its meaning

Please call it again.''

He sang passionately with a low sultry voice with his eyes closed, they sparked with gems of green as his blond curled fringe of hair tussled down his head.

''My fatal mistake

Me without you, I'm fake

Sky without light, black

Every day is meaningless

Oh immature Bad guy

Oh the price for making you cry

Oh oh girl don't leave me, please come back

I was a fool''

Toji rapped appearing from behind one of the statues on stage causing the screams to uproar as he moved towards Nanami. Eyes wide open and confident reflecting the crimson red Toji had on. He delivered his rap steadily with gruff delivery and execution by moving his arms and pointing his fingers sharply. His voice is deep and raspy.

''Since you've been gone.

My reason for being has gone too

I didn't know it back then.

Oh yeah yeah yeah.''

Choso sang sweetly, his voice light and airy reflecting the rose-gold color leather suit he wore. In the mist, he appeared as an angel. The fans squealed as Choso appeared on stage, he along with Gojo and Sukuna appeared bringing the group together before the first chorus.

–

The sound of the music erupting backstage was enough to catch Utahime's attention. She no longer could hear or focus on watching My Hero Academia anymore and gave up. Matured vocals of talented men captured her ears and surprised her. She had not expected them to sound that good. It sounded like a symphony.

Utahime decided to check out what this group was about so she walked over to the monitor to see the performance behind the stage. From how they dance in sync with power and fluidity while singing live with crisp vocals, she had to admit they were talented despite not caring for boy bands.

''The sound of you calling for my name

I want to hear it, your voice

I didn't know how much I'd miss you

Please come back.

Please give me one more chance.''

Geto's voice was music itself. It serenaded the whole area, his tone smooth like velvet which showcased a flair of sensitivity. He danced powerfully along with the rest of the members as his long locks of hair draped over his face. Utahime could hear fans yelling the word ''sexy''. His voice was the most dynamic and strong.

''Incomplete me

After I met you

I dream of being complete

It's like I found a puzzle piece

It had to be you.''

The screams increased after Gojo sang his line Utahime noticed and that annoyed her. Utahime couldn't deny his talent, he sang in perfect melody. When the camera found him Gojo's eyes would pierce through it, his stage presence was icy and cold an extreme contrast to the weird goofy demeanor he has in real life It felt like the blue orbs of eyes would swallow her up as she focused on them causing her to look away from the monitor.

''Aye! Memories made clear

I'm feeling the miracle that is you

The moment when you called my name

It was finally then that I found meaning

It's lightening up my mind, your Flashlight

Laying in the night sky, your eyes

Your voice being transmitted through my ears

You are everything that gives me breath.''

Sukuna rapped ferociously causing the crowd to lose it, it felt like a bear attacking his prey as he growled out each word. His voice came out hard and commanding like he owned the audience. He grunted up and down as he danced. Gleams of silver reflected off of his sliver-leathered suit making him the center of the stage. You couldn't take your eyes off him.

As Utahime continued to watch the performance she began to see the issue of the high stands of perfection. In real life, all 6 members were imperfect in their ways (some more than others), but on stage, they were nothing short of perfect. It was all smoke and mirrors. And the sad reality is many of their fans couldn't see through it. They only saw them as perfect. The fans weren't seeing the true reality like she did.

Utahime knew she wasn't perfect and had no standard to reach. Even as a baseball athlete all she had to do was work hard to achieve her best. She didn't have to change herself or present a perfect standard of herself to others just to be seen. But now with this job would she be affected by her surroundings? Would she need to alter herself to fit a role that the group perceives to have? To be a polite fangirl who's wrapped around their finger? A personal assistant that will submit to their every crazy whim?

Nope.

Utahime promised herself she wouldn't allow herself to change. She wouldn't let them change her. Deep down she was a bland girl who didn't care for the finer things in life, the little things matter to her. She promised to stay true to herself.

She had to be.