"Paradise Singles?" she said aloud, her voice almost echoing off the walls of the empty patisserie. "Parasite," I corrected her. "Eh?" "Basically it means a leech. They're referring to people like us as leeches," I said, before sipping on my tall glass of white chocolate mocha. Sawa-chan looked rather confused, but that didn't mean I wasn't pondering either. Indeed, "Parasite Singles" seem to be a rather misleading term. A slip of the tongue it may be, but I'm sure "Paradise Singles" would fit us better. A life revolving cakes, best friends, a decent career, shopping, wouldn't that be paradise? No worrying about boyfriends, no worrying about problematic in-laws, that's the life for us. Not to mention mooching off our parents of course. -COMING SOON-

They weren't supposed to meet. But life does that sometimes; it throws in a couple of new faces that bring you the utmost of joys in the most unlikeliest of places, and every now and then, you'll come across someone who changes you - someone who's genuine and wonderful and full of hope; someone who changes your perspective on the things that you had stored away in the cardboard box sitting in the dark corner of your closet, someone who opens up your eyes to new things; bright and beautiful things that you can't believe you hadn't seen before, someone who's iridescent. And once you meet them, nothing will ever compare.