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

Minami stood firmly on the platform as the seamstress altered her costume.

Since being in the hospital and recovering from the accident, she'd lost quite a bit of weight which required her measurements to be changed.

The black strapless dress had been a bit loose when she had first put it on, but now it was fitted perfectly to her new figure.

"How does it feel?" The seamstress asked as she took a step aside to let Minami check herself out in the full length mirror in front of them.

Minami waltzed up to the glass and shifted her body to check how it fit her all around.

"It feels good," she said, smoothing out the fabric as she continued to look at herself, examining closely, "It's a good length too."

She wiggled her thighs a bit to see how restrictive the fabric was.

It came down to her mid-thigh and was not tight enough that it would affect her choreography.

Ch 101: We're a Team