Aizawa Shota

Aizawa had received a special invitation to attend a ballet performance at one of the city's most prestigious theaters. It wasn't a UA activity; he'd gone on his own this time. Along with his ticket, he'd been given a special pass that allowed him backstage access and the chance to meet the cast after the performance.

After showing his accreditation at the entrance, he took his seat and watched the performance in silence. When the curtain fell and the audience began to leave, Aizawa stood up and headed toward the theater's private area.

—I was told that this pass allows me to meet the cast.

The employee nodded and pointed him toward the dressing rooms. Aizawa followed, his hands in his pockets, wondering who the dancer he was about to meet that night would be.