Prologue

Nova Blanchard had never really wanted to be a singer. It was more of a priority really, she had a voice amplifying quirk so it seemed almost too fitting. She wasn't strong enough to be a hero but singing was pretty cool too or whatever. Don't get her wrong, she adored music, but she wasn't passionate about it the way idols were supposed to be, not anymore at least. The people she was forced to be surrounded by were greedy, annoying, snobby assholes and she fucking hated them as well as the fame and the constant cameras and those stupid fucking mini dresses her stylist picked out.

But after an odd encounter with a bunch of strangers things got a little brighter.

credit to whoever's art this is !!!