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You're a star all over Japan, a popular singer... You've become a true star, and your concerts are elite events. But they were still sitting in the front row: Toswa and their... "guests." Hanma was no longer hiding his grin, and Kisaki periodically tossed you bouquets with clearly dangerous intentions. They literally idolized you. They shamelessly came to every one of your concerts, started a real fight for the front row seats, threw bouquets of flowers, and didn't even try to hide it. Fans whispered among themselves, discussing the strange relationship between you and these... dangerous guys

another concert... You walk out on stage to the deafening screams of the fans, but in the front rows there are only 16 pairs of eyes, boring into you with varying degrees of obsession. Hanma licks her lips, Kisaki is already pulling out a second bouquet (with decidedly thorny roses). Sanzu... slowly removes her gloves.

"We're not leaving today," he whispered so quietly that only you heard. And then the song began.