The pounding heartbeat and BPM. The part where I stumble is always the same. ―――――――――――――――― Old friends gradually disappear. It's not that they've come to hate it. They found happiness outside of music. They no longer need it. There aren't people who continue just to find out they have no talent, are there? Yeah, I told myself. The dream that was supposed to be chased is now chasing me on my day off. A one-room apartment with three tatami mats. Clothes scattered around, a fridge stuffed from bulk buying. It's not like I gave up. I just couldn't quit. The beat starts. I'll ride this life and dance. A 1-month reality documentary AV that follows a dancer hopeful who was approached in Nakano Sakaue after the last train, as she takes on her final audition of her life. Serious girls are interesting.
