More that meets the eye {KiriZono}

More that meets the eye.

Sayaka Maizono. The seemingly naïveté and pure girl. A real girl-next-door. Someone who'd apologise to you despite you bumping into her, someone who has few quirks and might need you to explain things to her, someone who's nonthreatening, someone who'd like you, someone who'd need you. A carefully constructed persona...

"I like sweets too much for me to stick to my diet, oops!" The Idol bashfully admitted to the show host, a backdrop of audience laughter followed.
She had charm, certainly.

Blinking at her television, a detective still wondered. She didn't see anything different, anything that was unlike the pure girl she had seen in class before. What was there that made Kyouko want to look further, try to really unmask Sayaka Maizono?

"I remember when you saved that crane and took it to the forest, It was so helpless but I'm sure you gave it hope by saving it, Makoto!" The girl smiled, giving the boy next to her a light blush on his cheeks.
Of course she'd sympathise with with a scared wild animal.
The idol industry is tough, those girls on the television are far from a real life personality, they're all easily replaceable.
"She's so amazing, she apparently started out with nothing but the girls on television, it must be amazing to live your dream." Makoto stated in awe.
Kirigiri nodded, still trying to piece together what could be so suspicious about this pop sensation.

The despair inducing killing game. Sending everyone into disbelief and chaos. Mondo punching Monobear, Ishimaru trying trying to maintain peace among the class, Celes attempting to make people believe in icy, fake persona. Togami being cold-hearted to everyone. In other words those who aren't acting out are Oogami and Kirigiri.
How's Sayaka handling all of this? Kyouko instantly watches the Idol, taking mental notes in her head and fitting evidence to match which outcome is the most logical.
"I'll try my best to be helpful so please stay calm everyone!"
She's acting that idol mask even harder.
The motive video. That was the factor that caused her to crumble.
Her worst nightmare. Her dream, her friends, her life, her years of hard work. Completely gone.
She had to do bad things in order to achieve her dream, to feel like those inspirational girls on the television that she watched and listened to so dearly.
That was her identity, on one side a pure girl who was always smiling and energetic, the side that Kyouko rather admired.
The other side, the one that stayed hidden, one where she had to do bad things in order to achieve her dream.
But was so bad about her? The detective couldn't understand.
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A body has been found!
The Idol's body lay on the cold bathroom floor.
A frown stained Kirigiri's face, a hint of sadness resided in her as she looked closer at her crush's body.
"..sorry" she mumbled.
What was the point in saying that? The idol was already dead.
And then it hit her.
All of those bad things Sayaka had to do, she felt as if she needed to do something as outrageous as killing someone to achieve what she wanted.
Kyouko reached for the Idol's hand, in small hope that it would be warm. She took a deep breath and looked at her pale face.
"I couldn't save you in time." Kyouko murmured.

Under that warm, clumsy, beautiful mask was a girl desperately trying to hold on.

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