|| Zoey

Zoey just finished rehearsing with Rumi and Mira. Another male idol group was playing. Zoey excitedly came off the stage hoping to find you there to greet her like you always did, but this time you weren't there... She looked around for you and...
There you were, his cute little girlfriend... so sweet, kind, and gentle with others... helping a male idol with his wardrobe. Zoey loved that side of you; it was something that made her fall for you, that you were sweet, gentle, and kind. Zoey loved it... but only when you were like that with her, not with others. "Don't overthink it... she's just helping him."
Zoey was talking to herself as she watched the male idol make you laugh, chatting you up, and because of your innocence, you didn't realize he was flirting with you. Zoey's chest tightened, and her jealousy and insecurity rose. Is he funnier than me? Do she find me irritating sometimes? Maybe if I was less sweet, she wouldn't be talking to him? Maybe she prefers talking to other people because she finds my personality too overwhelming and annoying. As you were helping the idol, you felt arms wrap around your waist... it was Zoey, looking at you with beaten puppy dog ​​eyes.
"P-Pookie..."