Writing Paradise

Ouka doesn't see himself as as social butterfly. And he definitely isn't one, for he doesn't go out of his way to socialize with others. That's why, when the realization that he'd been frequenting his idol group's leader room pretty frequently these days he realized that he'd been visiting his idol group leader's room pretty frequently these days, he asked himself, why? Why he started actively socialize with others? Why the leader, out of all person that he can visit in their dorm? -- The door in front of him swung open, revealing the figure of his idol group's leader, who has a pleasantly surprised expression on him as he sees who is visiting his room. "Did you just returned, Ouka? Welcome home." "...Yeah, I'm home." "Come in. I was about to make a late-night snack because I'm feeling a bit hungry, so maybe you want to join me?" "Sure, I guess..." Takaaki closed the door after Ouk...

He is the type that greatly value his personal time. It's a time where he doesn't need to be self conscious. Doesn't need to think about professionalism. When he's free to do activities that he likes. When he can refresh himself and get ready for the next day. After he becomes a part of VAZZY, it becomes all the more precious because he's socializing with a lot more people than when he's still working as a model. Both at workplace and in the dorm. That's why, he finds it pretty baffling himself when he realized that his feet had brought him to his group's leader's doorstep after he returned from practices that day. His head should be aware that he's pretty exhausted after practices. He should want nothing more than getting into his own room, takes a shower, and enjoys his "me" time. But he's there, making his presence known to the owner of the room with several knocks. Only a few seconds after the knocks that he heard a ...

"― Alright, let's take a break for 10 minutes." Ouka stepped away from the set at the cameraman's words. One of the staffs approached him, offering him a drink (which he gratefully accepted) before leaving him alone. He watched, as he sipped his drink, his surroundings. At one corner, some staffs are taking a small rest. At another corner, the cameraman appeared to be discussing with his assistant and the stylist. The usual sight that he's really familiar with, from years of modeling. Yet it also feels a little strange, somehow. No, not somehow. He knew the reason. It's because lately, all of photo-shoot sessions he has is done together with other VAZZY members. With them not around, it feels... quiet. (He's not going to describe it with the word that starts with the letter l.) But that's not a reason to slack off in work. He decided to approach the cameraman, who is now checking out the results of the taken pictures in the computer. Or, he...