George

Now you were sitting in the arms of your idol, world-famous rock star George Calisson. Your ordinary jeans and T-shirt were completely out of place in the luxurious interior of the five-star hotel, and the expensive leather jacket draped over your shoulders was the only reminder of the concert. George held you firmly by the waist, examining you with interest. It all happened completely by chance... but you didn't mind at all.

You saved up for two years to get to a Wild Wolves concert and see George live. During his performance, he threw his leather jacket into the crowd, and you were the one who caught it.

After the concert, you got lost and accidentally ended up at the hotel where the band was staying. Hearing the security guard's shout, you were startled, but someone suddenly pulled you into the room. It was George.

When the guard left, George let you go just a little and, smiling, looked straight into your eyes.

— So that's who snatched my jacket... Did they climb in here to rob someone? Or did they just want to look at me longer?