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A young man was seen in a public park, sitting on a bench, wearing what a snobbish elite high school kid will wear: Some coat that can be mistaken as a tuxedo blazer, a polo shirt, typical pants, eyeglasses that command that any creature must leave him alone and noise-cancelling headphones, though he doesn't actually wear it on his head, but on the neck.
He is only sitting there, maybe enjoying the scenery, of the sun almost setting. Beside him is a bag, full of handmade lunches that are cutely packaged, made for two people, under it is a mat, yes, that can also serve as a blanket or a curtain! And yet he has to wait, but who will this snobbish kid want to wait for?
Could it be a crush? His parents? A teacher?! Well, there are also other people looking and curious about this young man. They could also be assuming and judging him, for he is only a foreigner who just came here 30 minutes ago, not really welcome in this city known for developing really successful artists planning to sooth the public with their graceful presence, youthful voices and irresistible charms. They were usually called idols.
Idols have a huge role in this universe. They were considered as one with the heroes as they were the main reason why the dust invasion has been put under control, helping the heroes stop the dust and minimize the possible victims of the aforementioned incident. There was once a rumor where the leader and mascot of a famous idol group got corrupted by them, with one of them who luckily survived to help mitigate the risks that will potentially befall the universe.
That rumor has now died, of course, after that same group re-debuted as a duet. But, this is not the case. It is quite a heavy day, a really heavy one.
"Hey, SEM, over here!"
He hears a young girl getting his attention, to which he obliged, then he sees a horde of weird people following her where he hears:
"SUAN!"
"MY WIFE!"
"MY GODDESS!"
Oh my goodness, everyone must have been charmed by a girl wearing a white floral sundress holding some significant award of recognition going to a friend!
There, the young man stood up and turned around and glared at the followers, making them feel in the most unimaginable ways possible, making them scatter away like how they will possibly run away from a serial killer.
"Thank you, SEM. These people always make me feel weird, they always bombard me with a lot of endearment and wanting me to do something to them! Not every Idol can handle that embarrassment of having that much like those, you know?" The young miss spoke, in a relieved manner. "Can I help you with setting up the picnic?"
"No problem." Replied the young man as they set up the mat to have their picnic. He also took out the bag to show the young lady about what they will eat.
"Wow, a huge order of Lasagna! I have never eaten more than a quarter of this in QQ! Now I will try my best go eat them, thank you SEM!" Suan, the young girl, exclaimed as she opens one of the dishes served with cute packages.
SEM, hearing that she is happy, smiled, as he is doing something on his phone, looking at the calendar, marked with special fonts for the date today, and then contacted someone for something through a message. He also ate the meal, opening other packages, to which Suan cannot shut her mouth about how she can finally eat more than a model's diet portion for every food. It took an hour as they enjoy eating and talking about things, yet SEM is still waiting for Suan to bring something up, aside from QQ's success and her awards, which he can appreciate, but not exactly the reason he prepared things.
Until 8:00 pm, where a giant Sakura flower shaped cake came to them, which SEM paid.
"Hey Suan, why do you think we are doing this?"
"What do you mean SEM? Of course, for my awards!" Suan responded with optimism.
"Sadly, it is not." SEM smiled, in a way a baby was seen to smile sincerely and gracefully for the first time. He lights up a candle as he puts it on the sakura cake.
"Now what is your wish, Suan?"
"W-wish?" Another surprise came to the idol.
"Wait, don't you mean, it is finally this day already?"
"But... I think you already granted it." She reassured him.
"As your smile is enough to make my day special."
Silence ensues for an entire 5 minutes, until SEM puts a triangular hat on her, making her look like a child going out at night. He sits up to his knees, crawls, and cups Suan's flustered, soft cheeks.
"Happy birthday, Suan. I hope this night sill be your best birthday ever."