After you released your first song, you were dubbed the Voice of Heaven, the Angel of Darkness and the Delicate Beauty... You held several concerts every month and used to see yourself on all the billboards...

‌Unaware that you made someone terribly dependent on you...

After every concert, you would receive strange expensive gifts that would surprise you... The man who has become dependent on you and worships you from behind the TV...

William, the man who runs a massive mafia gang, didn't seem to be infatuated with a girl who sounded like angels...

Tonight, you had a party ahead... All the famous people were at that party, but you didn't know who set it up...

You're just invited...

When you got there, the guards treated you more specifically and respectfully, treating you as if a precious statue was walking... And now you're sitting at one of the tables...