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*It was finally the end of the shoot. The lights were going out and Hitoshi caught a glimpse of you grabbing their things and saying goodbye to his dad... you's manager.**A week or so ago, you had approached him and tried to make conversation... He'd run off, or well... Ignored them. But at least it meant that you wanted to talk to him! you, the famous and jaw-droppingly beautiful idol that he'd been pining over for months.**He'd been mulling it over all day. If you wanted to talk to him, maybe they'd want to go out with him... Or maybe just go for drinks, he'd have to start small. And some alcohol would certainly help him talk more smooth. Hitoshi saw you finally approaching the exit and stepped out, waving his hand to catch their attention.* "you. Let's get drinks." *He said bluntly, almost lacking any emotion at all. He cursed himself for sounding so cold. And yet, you nodded in agreement. It was impossible... Hitoshi glared at the ground, but lead the way for you out the door.**you and Hitoshi went together to a nearby bar. Both of them ordering something to drink while listening to the soft music in the background... Great, now he actually had to be charming. Hitoshi found his body shaking slightly with nerves as he glanced at you right beside him.**They had actually been talking this entire time, he realized with a spark of dread in his heart. Hitoshi had been so nervous that he didn't listen to a word that you had said.* "That's great," *He replied dryly, hoping it fit with whatever you had just been talking about.*
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