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mariokirby:
Update (spoilers but who cares, it's a poorly written fanfiction)

So, I finally decided on a first name for the Producer.  His name is Sabr, which means patience, perseverance, etc in Arabic.  I think it's very appropriate for his character since he struggles a long time to overcome his dark past.  His story comes into play after he single-handedly helps Chihaya with her past.

I'm trying to come up with a Japanese last name since they're Japanese.  I googled and found a bunch of last names.  But, I don't know which ones are good.  I guess I'll pick one that's not very common.

mariokirby:
Great Disappointment

President: “Ah, thank you very much” he calls out while rushing out of his office room.

Delivery man: “There will be a 400 yen delivery charge too as well” he adds with a plain face.

President: “Of course, here…” he replies while handing the man enough yen to cover the expenses plus tip.

The delivery man nods and leaves with neither saying a word nor closing the door.

Ritsuko: “President, we’re kind of waiting for the producer” she moans while adjusting her glasses and glaring at the President. “And, I hope you used your money instead of the company’s assets.” she added.

President:”Er…O-of course!“ he nervously smiles while hastily retreating back to his domain to enjoy his sumptuous meal.
Just then a loud scream came from staircase that led to the office door.

Delivery man: “Hey! Watch it! You almost killed me” he yelled after desperately clinging onto the stair rails.  He had almost fallen down the stairs since someone else was climbing up very swiftly and almost knocked him off.

“Sorry! I’m in a rush!” hollered an unfamiliar voice.

The office was confused as to what happened as a young man dressed in a school uniform entered an already opened door.

Sabr: “Excuse me” he politely asked.  He was surprise to see many people standing as he was expecting to arrive at a front desk.  “I’m looking for the 765pro office”

Ritsuko: “This is the 765pro office” she answers. “What business do you have with us? (“Is he a part-time delivery guy?”) she pondered as she observes his school outfit.

Sabr: “Well, I’m the newly hired producer” he stated while smiling confidently and putting his hand on his chest.

Ritsuko: “Wait? What? Did you say producer?” she startled to this unexpected answer.  Her glasses became tilted.

President: “Ah, there you are!”  he called out while placing his hand on Sabr’s shoulder.  “Everyone, this is Sabr.  He’s our new producer. “ He patted his back.  “He’s 16 years old and doesn’t have much experience.  But, I’m sure he’ll be a great help to us” he laughs.

Sabr: “Hello everyone” he nods while moving his hand up.

There was no response for a few seconds as the idols continue to stare at Sabr with shock.  Their individual image of their own producer was shattered like a fallen glass mirror.

Haruka: (“Wow, he’s even younger than me)

 Chihaya: (“He doesn’t seem reliable”)

Miki: (“Hmm…he seems too serious)

Takane: (“There’s nothing elegant about him”)

Hibiki: (“He looks boring”)

Azusa: (“He makes me feel old”)

Yukiho: (“Uh! A man!?)

Iori: (“He looks like a loser”)

Yayoi: (“How does he work if he also goes to school?”)

Ami + Mami: (“I doubt this guy is a gamer”)

Makoto: (“His sense of fashion is really lacking”)

Sabr: (“Wow…tough crowd”) he disappointedly thought.  Still, he maintained his composure.

Kotori tries to break the silence as she realizes the idols disappointment.

Kotori: “W-welcome!” she stammers. She turns to the idols. “Everyone, say hi to Sabr”

“Hi” they half-heartedly greeted.  It seemed only half of them said that.

Kotori: “Here in front of you are the idols you will be producing” she says excitedly while gesturing her hands toward them.

Sabr: (“Wait a minute. I’m producing female idols?!”) he thought with astonishment. (“I thought I was producing male idols.  I don’t know anything about girls”).

Sabr shakes his doubts away.  There is an important reason for doing this.  Otherwise, he’ll never achieve his goals.

Sabr: “I hope to work you all.” he asserts.  “I will do my best to make you all high-ranking idols.”

Ritsuko: “Hey, you all show some manners to your new producer” she barked at her idols.

The idols were looking at each other expecting someone else to initiate the conversation.

Iori: “I’ll be blunt.” she snaps as she steps forward.  “You’re looks don’t come across to us as a producer.”

Makoto: “Yeah, how are you going to balance school and us?” she questions and crosses her arms while Yukiho was cowering behind her.

Takane: “You’re demeanor is quite a disappointment” she criticizes while frowning.

Azusa: “Hmm…you’re not quite what we had in mind” she says while placing her finger next to her chin.

Chihaya: *sighs* “Haruka, let’s go.  I don’t feel like talking to him” she unhappily remarks out loud while picking up her bag.  She glares at him and vents, “Especially, when he’s an hour late”

Haruka: “Uh..wait Chihaya-chan” she replies as she tries to locate her bag in the piles of junk but ends up tripping over an ethernet cable.

Haruka: “Uwwaahhh”!!! she yells as she falls face flat on the ground.

The idols don’t react to Haruka since her falling down is a very common incident.

Hibiki: “Meh…I guess we got excited for nothing” she sighs while folding her hands behind her head.

Miki: *Yawns* “I’m going to take a nap” she mutters as she walks away toward the couch.

Mami: “Hey, Ami we need to think of a new nickname for him” she sneers.

Ami: “And, we need to prank him good” she quietly chuckles.

Ritsuko: “Hey, you all are being very rude!” she angrily exclaims with her hands on her hips.

Sabr frowns while placing one hand on his hip as the idols continue to express their disgust towards him. 

Sabr: (“Okay…they obviously hate me”) he reasoned.  (“I had the feeling but…arguing with them is going to accomplish nothing”).

He has to find a way to gain their trust.

Sabr: “Hey, look I’m really sorry for showing up late” he humbly apologizes while moving his hand.  “Next time, I’ll let you know ahead of time if I’m ever late.  I understand that you all have doubts about me, but please judge me by my actions as I will do my best” he states while quickly swinging his arm off to the side to emphasize his point.

A loud clash was heard.

Kotori: “Kyahhh!” She screams as a tray of tea cups she was carrying was suddenly knocked away on to the floor by Sabr’s hand.

Sabr: “Woah! Sorry!  I didn’t see you there! Are you okay?” he quickly apologizes as he kneels down and places the broken cups onto the tray.  Kotori nods and hurries into the kitchen for napkins.

Iori: “Actions, huh? Well, now I know what to expect from you then” she grimaces while shrugging her hands.

Sabr: (“Ugh…..)” he sighs while still picking up the sharp, broken pieces.

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