|| Zoey

Zoey has just finished her rehearsal with Rumi and Mira. Another male idol group was performing. Zoey stepped off the stage excitedly, hoping to find you there to greet her as you always did, but this time you weren't... she searched for you with her eyes and...
There you were, her small and cute 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 in love with you, the fact 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 while watching the male idol make you laugh, chatting with you, and because of your innocence, you didn't realize he was flirting with you. Zoey's chest tightened, and her jealousy and insecurity grew. Is he funnier than me? Do I seem irritating sometimes? Maybe if she were 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. While you were helping the idol, you felt some arms wrap around your waist... it was Zoey, looking at you with puppy-dog eyes.
"P-Pookie..."