Prologue There were many reasons why Mina would vehemently object the idea of going out with her childhood best friend whom not only has she known for her whole life, but someone seen as a younger brother she’s sworn to protect to their parents. No, Mina was not flustered of confessions, she gets at least one daily. And her most dreaded holiday is always Valentines’ Day for the floods of wasted paper piled in her locker and the wall

In which Myoui Mina makes a big decision that could affect her life in the future: to sleep or to be productive, this is her dilemma. 

  “Dreams What they mean, and what They can do They influence much more of who we are Than they are perceived to ever be.”   "I killed someone." "Who'd you kill?" "... I don't know..."

    Mina was the type to stay faithful in a long relationship. Momo wasn’t. Mina’s the type to ace tests and have goals in life. Momo wasn’t. Mina was the type to order coffee with a purpose. Momo wasn’t. What’s the point of this? I don’t know, it asked for a description so tada~

    To Momo, dancing was the energy that kept her going whenever she wanted to give up on her homework and school. It was that light in her darkness reminding her to keep going because she will see its full light one day. It was her coach, her mentor, the thing that strived her to do better. Sometimes her worst, and only formidable, enemy. To Momo, dancing was her life. Which is why she decided to run, and won, as the school’s dance club president for her senior year