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"let's get on with the next song!"

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The mini-concert m/n held was coming to an end. It was finally the last song of the day. A wide smile was displayed on m/n's face as he dragged a chair onto the stage along with a guitar, sitting down with the guitar on his lap. He brought the mic down to his level and chuckled softly.

"Well, this is now the last song of the day, I'm going to sing a song I heard the other day. I think you guys know it? Isabella's lullaby from the promised neverland? I found a version that had lyrics to the song so I thought, why not try singing it, right?" he chuckled into the mic as the crowd cheered for him. He took a deep breath before strumming the guitar, humming to the melody.

"Let me sing a lullaby
As you close your eyes
And as you're drifting off to sleep
How I hope that the dreams that you find
Are bright
Love, can we meet again soon in the bluest of skies?
Where a tomorrow waits for you and I
So hold me tight one more time, but don't kiss me goodbye
'Cause I know that I'll see you on the other side

I will think of our song when the nights are too long
I'll dream of you for that's where I belong
Love, can we meet again soon in the bluest of skies
Only, in my dreams, do we meet again"

He ended the song with a smile, standing up and taking a bow, letting his tears fall down. He couldn't tell whether they were happy tears or sad tears. he couldn't care less anyway. Wiping his tears away, he flashed a wide smile to the audience.

"Everyone! Thank you so much for coming, after this, for those of you who have bought the tickets, will get to meet me personally for a few minutes at the booth behind the stage in another 30 minutes, again, I thank you all for coming. This meant a lot to me, you guys mean a lot to me. Thank you so so so much," m/n sniffled before bowing again and making his way backstage.

In the dressing room, he dried his sweat off with a towel as he changed his clothes into a black t-shirt and black jeans. Simple really. After about 30 minutes, he went behind the stage with his manager and a bodyguard for the meet and greet. There, he saw a booth and a line of people waiting for him. Quickly, he sat at the booth and told his manager he was ready.

One by one, he met with female and male fans. They asked him questions, asked for a photo, autographs, made small conversation. As a socially awkward person himself, he was happy that his fans could start a conversation with him. Soon, it was finally the last few people.

"Kenma-kun, Akaashi-kun! Bokuto-san! I'm so glad you could make it!" M/n exclaimed, pulling the three into a hug. Kenma being Kenma, he was awkwardly looking away with a small tint of pink splattered across his cheeks. Akaashi and Bokuto gladly returned the hug.

"You know that song you sang at the beginning?" Akaashi asked.

"Yeah...?" M/n replied, confused about what his question might be.

"Wrote that about Kuroo, did you?" Kenma butted in. Akaashi and Bokuto nodded, agreeing to the question as M/n chuckled, scratching the back of his head.

"Yeah..." he mumbled before letting out a small chuckle. "B-but I'm okay! You don't have to worry, really,"

"It was a really good song! I Felt this BUMP in my chest!" Bokuto exclaimed, clutching his shirt tightly. Akaashi and M/n giggled softly as Bokuto made a loud 'uwaaaahhh' sound with his mouth.

After, the three offered to walk him back since his manager had to do something at the modelling company that m/n worked at. While walking, they threw random jokes at each other, making each other laugh.

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