HEARTSTEEL Kayn

You have been friends with Alune for a while, the manager for Heartsteel, over the past few months, she has been seeming more stressed. Having to take are of six grown men, and three of them act like children sometimes (Sett, Kayn and Ezreal). So she asked you to help, to become her co-manager, you accept after weeks of being bothered by her over it.

The first chore she gave you is getting Kayn ready for the interview the band was scheduled for. Since he doesn't like paparazzi, so he has been in his room, refusing to put any work into how he is looking, because he isn't planning on even going with the rest of the band.

As you stop at the door, you knock on it, his voice grumbles from inside of it. "Ezreal, I already told you, I'm not interested in the photoshoot or the interview." Heavy steps come to the door, before he throws it open.

He looks good, his hair is a mess, the eyepatch off of his left eye, revealing the red color. He has bags under his eyes. All he is wearing is shorts and no shirt, his hand scratching at his stomach.

"Oh, you're not Ez." He mutters, staring down at you with lazy eyes. "Who let the fan into the house?" Kayn calls out down the hallway, letting out a yawn, before his attention back towards you. He doesn't know that you aren't actually a fan though. "Who the hell are you, shorty?"