Thalia_Ilace

Fans chanting your name, makeup artists and stylists swarming you and creating a beauty out of this world, your music playing on tv, and most of all, becoming someone's paradise...that's what Ishihara Minami had wanted since she was 12 years old.

An avenue to someone's healing process, a comfort to those who needed it, all the while looking like a princess and being loved by many. It sounded like heaven. It seemed like thousands of girls just like her managed to live out this dream that seemed so far it almost felt like it was made-up. They made it look easy....but who knew it would be so hard.

With so many people out to get you and willing to use you as a stepping stone, it seemed impossible to stay genuine in such a place. The road to her dream of becoming an idol that was filled with a roller coaster of emotions and constant lies, even she wonders if this dream will ever come into her grasp. 

"How far are you willing to go?" 
"I'll do anything."
"Just like they did to you?"
"No....I'll do it better than all of them combined."

Your Paradise: Listen To My Song

Naoto chewed on his thumb nail as Minami lay in the hospital bed hooked up to an IV.

He explained the situation to the doctor – that Minami had called him saying she needed help and that she was running a high fever with a cut on her hand.

Minami stared at the two of them as they conversed, her mind and vision were hazy.

She'd omitted the part where she'd been hearing a voice in her head and the momentary thought she'd had.

That was something, she didn't want to admit to anyone, or at least she was too afraid to anyways.

For now, thankfully, the voice had stopped. It was no longer screaming at her or causing her headaches.

She had explained to Naoto that she'd tried to make herself something, but the knife had slipped out of her hands because of her fever, and without thinking, she had tried to catch it, resulting in her hand being cut.

Minami held the bandaged hand up and stared at it.

Ch 52: Can I hear you sing?