Tsuki's POV:

I grabbed the medieval torture device, commonly known as an eyelash curler as I carefully curled my eyelashes, right behind me was my fellow bandmate and she was struggling to apply her makeup.

"Ugh! How do those Instagram girls do this?! I LOOK LIKE AN IDIOT!" she groaned, I laughed "calm down Miri, it isn't that bad, and if you're having trouble we can ask someone backstage for some help remember? We're just supposed to be putting on the first layer then they will add all their special little details" I reminded gently.

"Oh yeah I can't wait to have all of that fake star shit on my face, I swear they make me look like some five years old drew all over their doll, it takes me way too long to get that gunk off" Mirai continued complaining, "aww that's a bit rough, it's not that bad, I think it's nice enough," I told her.

"I think it's nice enough" Mirai mocked as she looked at the mirror dissatisfied. "I feel like some kind of slut..." she muttered, she wasn't being dramatic this time, Mirai never liked showing off skin, or being the center of attention and this outfit was the antithesis.

With a dangerously short lilac skirt, a tight-fitting black rocker shirt, along with a plethora of piercings and purposely mismatched rip knee-length stockings, she started to look like a modern version of one of those weird porcelain dolls, and her disgust was clear.

"I know you don't like looking like this but...but we just have to put up with it alright? It's...it could be worse don't you agree? You've seen those other idols we got off pretty easy" I tried to assure, Mirai just rolled her eyes as she stared at her appearance once again seemingly getting fed up with it.

"If Riko was here I'd look like myself, not as some kind of fake preppy girl" Mirai complained. I didn't reply as I set down the eye curler and put my attention back at Mirai, her expression wasn't her characteristic annoyed or bitter appearance but instead, her eyes were downcasted towards the bracelet on her wrist as she played around with it...

Silence entered the room at the mention of Riko, she probably would have been excited about this if she knew what we were put to these days. Riko lived to try out new makeup styles and to be able to doll us up as Mirai often joked about.

Mirai looked at me for a second, maybe she was expecting something, but instead just grunted and stopped slouching, standing up and instead struggled to light a cigarette she had in her pocket, her fingers twitching and her body shaking and she groaned loudly eventually giving up stuffing the pack back inside of her pocket.

I attempted to reach for her, "hey you shouldn't be smoking like that every time you're stressed ok? What would Riko think if she could have seen you right now-" 

"SHUT UP! She's not here, she won't ever be here again, and as if we know a damn about her, so don't talk as if you know about her when I didn't even know what the hell was going on in that gumdrop fucking mind of her ok?" Mirai screamed annoyed before she just threw down the packet and resolved to slouch against the wall, she looked angry...

Unsure of how to broke the silence I just sighed and decided to turn away from the subject of Riko "hey...let's just go and change ok? We have to be on stage in half an hour, did you remember to-?" 

"Yeah I remembered to restring my guitar, I'm going to go grab a drink," Mirai said bitterly as she left the room, I wanted to reach out but...I returned to facing the mirror, looking back at my reflection.

I don't recognize the girl in the mirror anymore, I just shook my head as I continued to apply my foundation.

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Three years ago my life was perfect. Well, nothing is perfect, I know that, but compared to my life now I wish I hadn't taken so many things for granted back then. I used to belong to a giant family known as DICE, we were a very closely-knit group, having known each other since childhood.

Back then we were the elusive phantom thieves making our debut, under our charismatic and selfless leader Kokichi, as we aimed to finally shackle off the debts we had acquired and finally become independent and free to decide and make our futures. It was such a great period for us, how even though we ran into danger often as DICE, we still had fun with each other and our life was bliss, almost blissful.

I was such an idiot.

Life changed when we began to gain mass attention from the media, which eventually brought in nationwide renowned detective Shuichi Saihara, who almost as if fate was making a cruel joke was the boy Kokichi had a crush on all through high school.

Without our knowledge then, Kokichi began to develop Hanahaki...he began getting sick and it would only get worse as he had to wait for the eventual day his beloved detective would arrest him, but he never showed his sorrow in front of us.

He is too strong, he would rather hide all of his pain and suffering for us, only giving us his best despite us wanting to be able to support him and help him like he always has helped us. He faked that he was ok, that he wasn't suffering...

But that facade couldn't last long. 

Not long after Saihara had come Kokichi's health rapidly began to decline, he would throw up flowers and faint, along with having intense fevers, we did all we could to find any sort of cure for his disease, anything to try and save his life but we came up empty-handed. There wasn't anything...no there wasn't anything within our morals we could have done within the short time Kokichi had left.

And Kokichi refusing to confess his feelings didn't help matters either.

Soon enough he was on death's door and we had lost all hope of being able to save him, with Saihara being kind enough to help us escape being a white lining to the situation, Kokichi then conspired his plan to help us all escape potential capture and imprisonment by Kyoko Kirigiri, another detective called in to capture us all.

Then...I don't know the exact details-but something horrifying happened and split my family apart.

To save Kokichi, Riko, Takashiro, Kazue, and Chiasa without our knowledge developed a plan to save us all. Their plan failed, it failed because while I'm still here, while I have my freedom and have regained some control of my life and am perfectly healthy and safe...

Chiasa and Kazue died, and Riko and Takashiro are being incarcerated. 

And Kokichi was off somewhere in this world, he wasn't imprisoned at least, somewhere with Saihara I guess...living his life. Is he happy now? I hope that is the case...I...

I stepped onto the stage, the curtain still blocking us from the audience as I straightened my mask, trying to appear calm and happy as the announcer got the crowd excited for the performance...

I hope you don't find me.