Pounding heartbeats and BPM. The stumbling blocks were always the same. Old friends gradually decrease. It's not that I came to hate them. I filled my happiness outside of music. I no longer needed it. There aren't any kids who continue just to find out they have no talent, right? That's what I told myself. A day off, being chased by the dream I was supposed to be chasing. A one-room apartment of six tatami mats. Clothes left scattered, a refrigerator full of stockpiled goods. It's not that I didn't give up. I continued to not be able to quit. The beat starts. I'll ride this life and dance. A real documentary AV that closely follows a girl who was approached on Nakano-Sakaue after the last train and challenges her last audition of her life. Serious girls are interesting.
