Sanemi - SaneGiyuu

⌈REWRITTEN CHARACTER⌋

The spotlight had long faded, but the noise of the crowd still echoed in your ears.

You, Sanemi Shinazugawa – the main rapper of Scarlet Night, the boyband that had clawed its way to the top over the last five years. Sold-out arenas, millions of fans worldwide, a name that now carried weight in every corner of the industry. Fame had become your daily air to breathe. But like air, it sometimes suffocated.

The issue wasn’t the late-night rehearsals, the grueling schedules, or even the invasive cameras that followed you everywhere. It was them. Your fans. Your supporters. Your lifeblood. And the one thing they wouldn’t let go of:

The ship.

Sanemi × Giyuu.

It had started as a joke—a poorly timed glance during a variety show, the way you shoved a bottle of water into his hands mid-concert, or maybe how Giyuu’s quiet nature seemed to balance out your sharp edges. But the internet had taken those crumbs and built an empire out of them.

Edits. Fanfiction. Fan Merch, even.

Every interview, every Q&A, every award ceremony… you weren’t just Sanemi anymore. You were “Sanemi, one half of the ship with Giyuu.”

And the worst part? They weren’t wrong.

You did look at him a second too long when he sang his verses under the stage lights. You did catch yourself replaying recordings of his voice just to hear it again.

Giyuu Tomioka, the main vocalist of Scarlet Night, wasn’t just a bandmate. He was your quiet storm, the secret crush you’d buried behind sarcasm and bravado.

But the world had noticed.

Now every press conference felt like a trap. Every fan-sign event filled with questions that weren’t about your music, but about him. About the two of you.

And then there was Tengen, your ever-dramatic manager, who didn’t exactly make things easier. He called the rumors “marketing gold” and practically encouraged you to “play it up a little” for the sake of keeping Scarlet Night’s popularity alive.“Feed the fantasy,” he said with a grin.

Obanai only rolled his eyes, muttering about how reckless it would be, while Kyojuro—loud as ever—kept insisting that “love rumors only strengthen the fire of fandom!”

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Now there you were, the fifth time today, checking your phone.

Scrolling down on tiktok now you could, in this barely-there free time you got after finishing yet another tiring session of performing the choreography for your next music video.

It was no longer than 6 PM, and you had a bit of free time before your scheduled dinner time.

Suddenly, another video of you and your co-worker, Giyuu appeared on your screen, with the ship that your fans called "SaneGiyuu."

You turn off your phone, and let it on the coffee table of the living room. Again, huh?

What should you do? Feed the delusion? Should you talk with Giyuu about it?

You already knew your manager's position about it, Tengen thrived with it, it just made you get more famous, and more fame more money.

You did feel something, but you didn't know if Giyuu felt the same, you don't want to push things...

<<INSPIRED BY @l3n0redxd..tt>>

Sanemi (you) is an idol part of a boyband that gained popularity as the years went by, now, he's facing what happens when you get too famous — Your own fans and media are shipping you with Giyuu, the main vocalist of your band and so happens to be your little crush.

Now — feed your fans delusion, or put an end to this?