This Idol's Style Is All Wrong

Waking up in a parallel world as a trainee on a cutthroat idol survival show should've been terrifying—except I came armed with a golden vocal range spanning E2 to B4 and musical theater-grade technique that puts everyone else to shame. I had zero interest in competing... until I saw the other contestants. Now? Game on. In an industry built on manufactured personas and cookie-cutter performances, I'm about to flip the script and rewrite what it means to be a star.