He just waves a hand at her, a small blush appearing under his helmet. He's not really used to this sort of praise.

"Please, I should be flattered that someone like you knows who I am. You're famous, and make people happy throughout the nation, putting yourself out there all the time and giving yourself. I'm just a guy in a mask. It's easy to do stuff when you get to hide like this."

He smiles, though, but there's a hint of sadness to it. "I just don't want people in my school to get targeted. My family...well, they can handle just about anything, but I want to make sure that other people are safe."

He accepts the letter and reads it, frowning. "In your dressing room? I thought that they'd increased security after this started happening. I mean, they almost made me take off my helmet before your Manager stepped in and rushed me through." He would have taken off his helmet to protect her, though.

"Could it be something else? Old boyfriend? I know Idols aren't supposed to have boyfriends...but from what some of my friends said, sometimes they keep them secret. The line itself is too...exact, I guess think. They seem to believe that you were with them and went away."