Minori collapsed on stage. There was no audience. Everything was so silent... She knew she was only rehearsing. There shouldn't be anyone anyway. And that was the problem.

How much had she practiced? Trained? No agency wanted to contract her, and she slowly felt like she was losing hope. Giving other people hope was all she'd ever wanted. And she'd failed. The more she trained, focused on perfection, the more she lost sight of her true dream.

Tears fell down her cheeks, and she buried her face in her hands. She'll never be an idol. Everyone had always been right. People were born with roles given to them, and this clearly wasn't hers. She sobbed into her hands.

"I-i'm so sorry...!"

She wailed, to nobody in particular. Or maybe to everyone in the end.