Requested by Corrin2005
Your POV
Hello, my name is (Y/N) (L/N), and do you want to know what I like to do more than anything? That would be playing the drums. I love playing the drums for as long as I can remember. The day they got me my drumset was the happiest day of my life. It might've been for kids, but I made sure to make the most of it.
But as I got older, my parents made sure to save enough money and gave me a proper drum set. I was over the moon with happiness, and I made sure to play the drums everyday.
It wouldn't take me long to find someone I really looked up to. Her name is Udagawa Ako, and she is the drummer for Roselia. Ever since they first joined the agency, she was starting to become the most popular drummer in Japan. It's always been my goal to talk to her, but I can never that will happen...
_____________________________________________Location - Station Entrace
One day as I was heading home from school, I began to notice something that caught my attention. There was a large group of people gathering for some reason. I wasn't sure what was going on, but I had to see it for myself.
I headed over there and tried to see what everyone was looking at. My heart nearly jumped by what I was looking. There, in the middle of the crowd, was Ako. A lot of people were asking her questions about Roselia, or what it was like to sign to an agency. I can tell that the pressure was starting to get to her.
"Please, everyone, one at a time." Ako said as she was trying to talk to the people.
"Please answer my question!" One person said.
"No, answer my question!" Another person said.
"Forget their questions, and just answer mine already!"
I felt bad for Ako, and I really wanted to help her, so I made my way to the middle of the crowd and stepped in front of her with my arms out. Ako was very confused.
"Huh? What are you doing?" She asked.
"Protecting you, Ako." I said before turning my attention to the crowd.
"Listen everyone, I know that Ako is quite popular and you want to talk to her, but for goodness sake, be sensible and give her some space! She is younger than most of you!"
The crowd of people didn't say much of what I said. But judging by the look on their faces, I can tell they were taking it into consideration. As they began to leave, Ako let out a sigh of relief.
"Thanks for your help back there." She said to me.
"It was my pleasure." I said. "I know being popular isn't easy, isn't it?"
"Not at all..." Ako said as she let out a sigh, then she let out a smile.
"But I feel like I should repay you somehow." She added.
"No, you don't have to do that. I would do anything for the popular Ako." I said, then I covered my mouth, as I realized what I said.
"The popular Ako?" She questioned. "Have you heard about me or something?"
"Yeah, I heard about you and the other members of Roselia from that agency you guys go to." I said.
"Is that so?"
"Yeah, and out of all the members of Roselia, you're my favorite member, and so, I started playing the drums, and hope that I can be like you someday." I said.
Ako started to become excited when hearing this.
"Really? Do you think you can show me?" She asked.
"Well, I guess I can do that." I said.
"Yay!" The excited drummer shouted before realizing something...
"Oh, that's right! I didn't ask you for your name yet, have I?" She asked.
"I guess not."
"My name is (Y/N) (L/N). Nice to meet you, Ako." I said as I shook her hand.
"Nice to meet you, too." She replied.
Ako and I began to head over to my house, so I can show her my skills has a drummer. I was nervous at first, but after getting a chance to talk to the one person I looked up to, I was starting to feel confident about it.
The end
A/N: Short and simple. Hope you guys are okay with it.
Thank you so much for reading this one-shot. I hope you guys liked it, and I'll see you in the next one. :)
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