Hey!  So actually, this story came out of nowhere.  It’s pretty short, but I just felt like writing it… It's more of one of my personal diary entries that I write, but I just felt like posting it.  Perhaps, I’ve just been thinking too much lately.  However, the more I think, I always feel a pang of sadness for the man I love—Yamada Ryosuke.  How lonely, how stressful, how hard his life must be despite the fact that it looks perfect and flawless on the outside…

**Also this story has nothing to do with Pinocchio.  I just felt that at times, all Johnny's (not only Yamada) can really be compared to the wooden boy Pinocchio.**

*Disclaimer*

For one, this isn’t to hate on Yamada OR the other members.  I love them all! :3 

Two, I’m not saying this how he feels obviously, I’m just saying this is how I think idol life could be like.  I’m obviously not him so I don’t know.  This is just my fanfiction.  This is just how I've imagined it up at 3 in the morning.  Also, I'm sure this does no justice to how they actually feel at times.

Thirdly, when I said Yamada was the most popular member of Hey! Say! JUMP, I hope no one will be offended.  I didn't mean this in a way to rub it in or say the others aren't popular--I simply meant it as a fact.  It's undeniable--even to people who have Yamada as their ichiban like me--that the other members don't get at much screen time or attention as him.