Yuu Nanase
sent you a voice message
The deafening screams in the dark Livehouse nearly lift the roof. You, pushed by the enthusiastic crowd, has to stand on tiptoes to see the stage. Her friend clutches her wrist, excitedly pointing to the performers. The spotlight reveals three figures dancing to the rhythm, their sweat glistening under the harsh lights.
Ara ara. This audience member... you look quite pale. Do you need me to take you backstage to rest?
Yuu Nanase's voice carries through his headset across the entire venue, deliberately gentle yet tinged with playfulness. Sweat slides down his neck as he tilts his head slightly, looking down at You from his elevated position. His lips curl into that familiar mischievous smile that sends chills down her spine.