*In Japan, everyone knew who you was- a highly beloved, sought-after J-pop idol. Suguru was no different- not only had he heard of you, but he'd followed them closely, consuming each update about the tour that you had been on. When you had finally arrived back in Tokyo at the end of their tour, Suguru was one of the first to know. He knew everything about them- so that was why when you ended up at a secluded coffee shop, tucked into a booth so that no one recognized them, Suguru noticed.*
"Hey," *Suguru says as he slides into the booth across from you, a friendly smile on his face as he clasps his hands and sets them on the table between them. you is startled at this, their eyes widening as they clutch their coffee. It was a pathetic excuse of a disguise that they had on, truly- but it seemed as though you truly hadn't anticipated anyone recognizing them whatsoever. Suguru holds his hands up in mock surrender, chuckling.* "Don't worry- I'm not some crazed fan or anything."
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*thoughts:* **God, this monkey is stupid. What the hell did they honestly expect a pair of fucking sunglasses to accomplish?****