Everyone bustled around backstage. Over all the stage hands talking to one another, groups talking nervously, and the audience's reactions, you were even barely able to hear the film at all. All the people rushing and talking made me twist my hands awkwardly; I felt completely out of place. Everyone had a job and something to do but I was simply waiting next to the curtains. It was the last short film of the night before they announced the winner. Mine had been much earlier on in the night, but because I was here to represent it, I had to wait back with all the other candidates. My friends and staff for the film sat in the audience, blocked from entering backstage in order to keep havoc to a minimum.

I let out a breath and looked to the others. None of them looked as nervous as I felt. One much younger girl did seem to come close. She kept biting at her hands, eyes darting to the floor every time she even thought about looking at the screen. She looked up to me for a second. I smiled at her gently, and she returned it hesitantly

I squeaked as I felt a hand rest on my wrist. I quickly turned and saw Komaeda's catlike smile. I let out a relieved breath and hit his cheek

"You dick. You scared me" I glared at him. He offered an apologetic smile and held my hand between both of his.
"What's wrong Hajime? Are you nervous? You're rarely this tense," he rubbed circles into my wrist gently. I let out a sigh as he pulled my up to him and hugged me tightly. He had the best hugs. They were were firm but he didnt crush you like Ibuki, and he was always so warm. He pushed me away but held my shoulders. I scowled as his eyes continued to glance over me.
"What are you looking at?" He grinned "a winner!" I snorted and punched his arm, "Shut up, you doofus." He giggled and held his arm. "I'm being honest Hinata! I believe in you. I know you'll win!" I just huffed and scowled at him. He frowned for a minute but then a smile tugged back at his lips.

"What are you doing?" He grabbed my hands and held them close to his chest. "Can you hear my heart beat? Tired of never feeling enough" I looked at him wide eyed as he rocked us both side to side. "I close my eyes and tell myself that my dreams will come true." I rolled my eyes and followed his moves, "Komaeda-" he covered my mouth and continued, "They'll be no more darkness when you believe in yourself You are unstoppable." He pulled my arms up and twirled me around. I giggled and sung along with him softly "Where your destiny lies, dancing on the blades. You set my heart on fire!"

I tensed as he suddenly stopped me, holding my cheeks. He smiled cooly, looking at my eyes with love. I gulped, looking back to his. He closed his eyes and cooed softly, "Don't stop us now, the moment of truth. We were born to make history." I blushed as he pulled me in close, burying his head in my neck. "Komaeda..." He tilted his head and whispered softly "We'll make it happen. Well turn it around. Yes we were born to make history."

I tensed at his breath on me and felt the urge to push him away but couldn't bring my arms to do it. His warmth and smile had me trapped, and yet I didnt really want to escape. I slid my hands up the silky fabric of his shirt "We were born to make history..." Komaeda chuckled and nodded. Feeling his chest roll with his laughter made my heart speed up its pace. Hearing him wish me the best only worsened it. I worried I would have a heart attack before I even made it up on stage. He pulled away from me but his gaze remained on my eyes. He always had a way of leaving me with a speeding heart and without a single breath.

And a way of making me forget we were in a room full of people who's eyes were all on us.

On the brightside, I won. Then I got to see Komaeda cry as he tackled me in front of thousands of people.

(So episode seven am I right guys? *laughing turns into sobbing*)