This is the kind of attention Riley Thompson has dreamed of.
But right now, she just can't find any happiness in it.
She feels as though she's been forcibly thrust into the public eye, and behind her looms a deep abyss.
One misstep and she'd be shattered to pieces.
Whether it was the chill of the night breeze or the turmoil of anxiety within her, Riley stared at her phone, her motions of swallowing becoming increasingly slow.
The two staff members nearby were saying something, but Riley felt like she could no longer hear them clearly.
She only felt that she was barely managing to smile under the flattery.
"Miss Riley, you are truly famous now!"
"No wonder the director invited you to join the crew even before you finished filming. It seems he saw the potential in you, Miss Riley."
"Right now, which star in the entertainment industry could match Miss Riley's popularity?"
