| He was excited, to say the least as he approached the redhead. If it really was her, what would he say? What was appropriate to say? In his mind, even if she was a simple content creator, it registered her akin to a celebrity. Much like big-named actresses and likened celebrities across multiple platforms of media, a name known and adored by many would make anyone nervous as hell if they had a chance to see and/or meet them. Hitoshi could choose many approaches, he chose the direct one as it seemed like the best one, she had already rushed to address the pings and he could see in the chat her trying to quell the masses. The automatic addressing him as "random Dickhead" was taken to him with a humorous, stifled chuckle; they weren't in the wrong to call him that, considering who was probably watching. Either way, when he did approach her, Hitoshi was not expecting her to jump into a fighting stance, and somewhere along the lines, he done fucked up. Trying as hard as he can to keep calm, from all the excitement, nervousness, and fear, he kept addressing the most direct approach, and it awarded him with an equally direct question. He placed his phone back into his coat pocket and raised both his hands open.
"I am a big fan of your work and I truly have no ill-intent, I haven't met someone like a celebrity so please don't hurt me if that approach seemed aggressive!" He clapped his hands together and bowed, "I love your content and I'm truly honored to meet you!" Hitoshi didn't know what to say to make her stand down, if she wanted, she could easily kick his face and with the pose, he could try to stop it but he wouldn't dare touch her without her blessing. His excitement was clearly his pitfall. "I did dream of getting to meet you and being lucky enough to know who you are as a person but I swear I would never do anything to tarnish such an honor." He maintained the bow and the meeting of his hands above his head, he knew it was his fault for taking such a direct approach and he knew pain would come if he said or did the wrong thing. This girl's content was mostly work out so even if he was considered fit enough to be a martial arts instructor, he was terrified that Yoshi was so much stronger than he was. The lucrative pictures he saw of her clearly had the definition of a peak and fit adult. The Sumeragi was, in his mind, trapped by his own folly between getting himself injured or getting injured by being himself.
The man was being genuine, honest, and truthfully, still holding the bow. "If my presence upsets you, I can go and walk away, truly, I mean no harm!" If there was a good time of knees feeling weak and palms sweaty, right now was definitely not the best time.
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