Close your eyes. Make a wish. Have it instantly granted. Is paradise all that we think it is? That we can have whatever we want? Maybe not. Struck by a shooting star, Scarlet possessed its power. And unknowingly, its danger. But what's the point of living if everything is perfect? Can you... wish away a shooting star? *Warning: crappy and super short story ahead written by two twelve-year-old rookies*
10 parts