idol.

one - ticket.

A blond haired boy sat in front of his five devices. The room was slightly lit because of the devices illuminating the room. The Three laptops, a phone and an ipad were all set up and ready to be used by the boy as it was ticketing season and he was glad that he actually listened Kie-san for the information beforehand or else he would've had done this later. He knows that doing this was early for the ticket sessions but he also knows that if he does it later, the tickets would have been already sold out.

He cracked his knuckles and got ready for the countdown to finish. As soon as the one second turned into zero, he quickly typed in each and every single of his device and quickly grabbed the tickets. Earlier this week he transferred the money that his older brother gave him and the cash he earned from his weird side jobs to his bank account and credit cards so he wouldn't have to pay physically on the day of the concert since it would be a massive pain to wait for more than three hours considering how long the actual line is going to be.

His heart started beating faster when he clicked the button. He held his breath as the screens turned into loading signs. Seconds have passed and it turned into minutes. He was slightly nervous, after all, there's over more than ten thousand fans out there also doing this massive online war for tickets.

The loading stopped and he waited.

The pressure is on for real.

He clicked the link that led him straight to his well-deserved ticket. But he didn't expect this to happen.

'Congratulations! You're the first one to have been buying the tickets! So for a prize, we gave you a limited time only VIP tickets that gives you a both free access to stand at the front row of the concert and to meet your one and only idols!'

The boy stared at the message. He couldn't believe it and checked if it was a scam. Logo of the famous ticket-selling store? Check. The iconic copyright mark? Check. The damn ticket links and constant refreshing to see if it was real? Check!

Oh goodness, it is real.

"Well that was intense to watch.." Kiyoshi muttered at the back while eating his chips. The boy ignored him as he just froze in his wheely-chair with a blank expression. He did it, he finally bought a ticket. And received a VIP ticket for that. Oh my chicken noodles. He has done it. After years of agonising and crying about having zero percent chances of meeting his idols, he can finally see them next week. His blank expression slowly turned into a giant victorious smile and fist pumped into the air.

"We did it boys!" He cheered.

"Hate to break it to you Zenitsu-senpai, but we have the drumming presentation during the day that  concert's going to be held." Kiyoshi said, Zenitsu's happy moment turned somber but it quickly changed into a relieved one as he remembered that he got somebody's back for him.

"Oho! I already have that covered my dear friend!" The blond said giddily, "I have asked Kyogai-senpai about two months ago to back me up and he agreed!" After bribing and promising him to buy a thousand dollar drum set, Zenitsu thought sheepishly.

"Well that's good, we don't have to worry about having one less member in our team." The younger said and turned off his lamp, "I'm sleeping in early. Goodnight Zenitsu-senpai and congratulations on finally seeing your idols..haha.."

Zenitsu bid him a goodnight back and continued checking on his ticket while silently squealing. 'Finally,' he thought, 'I get to see him..'

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Yay! First chapter down, a couple
of more dramatic chapters to go!