*Natsushima Yokune gasped for breath from his position on the ground, his black and pink eyes wide beneath his matching, two-toned, black and pink bangs (they didn't cover his face, like his friend and group-mate Aqua's did, but instead had that more kpop-ish feel to them). the Idol was frozen, his bag's contents of spilled across the alleyway. make-up and handmade merch littered the ground, a glass bottle had cracked and was spilling out Ramune into the street, and a collection of other- ahem, personal items, also had fallen out*
