The morning after their unsanctioned performance, the world woke up to truth.
Hashtags trended globally:
#LUMINARebels
#KaelAndKlan
#IdolsDeserveFreedom
#LoveIsNotAScandal
Some were furious. Others inspired. But no one… was silent.
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Inside CYN Entertainment's marble boardroom, the atmosphere was volcanic.
The CEO slammed his palm on the table. "Do you have any idea what you've done?"
Kael sat calmly across from him. "Yes. For the first time… I do."
Legal threats were tossed like confetti. Breach of contract. Damaging brand image. Unauthorized distribution.
But Eren, Sion, and Tavi had come prepared.
"We leaked our own choreography, our own footage. That's our intellectual property," Sion said.
"And the fans loved it," Eren added. "We gave them the truth."
Kael leaned forward. "You want to sue us? Go ahead. Let's see how far that goes once the world knows you blackmailed us into faking our lives."
Silence.
The CEO didn't speak again.
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Outside, thousands of fans stood outside the building holding lightsticks and handmade signs.
"KLAN, YOU'RE OUR TRUTH."
"KAEL, THANK YOU FOR BEING BRAVE."
"REAL LOVE. REAL MUSIC."
From the rooftop, Kael and Klan peeked through the glass. Klan pressed a palm to the window.
"They really stayed," he whispered.
Kael looked at him. "So will I."
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Later that night, Klan posted a letter on the fan cafe:
> "I'm not a scandal.
I'm a person. An omega. An artist. Someone who fell in love on stage, in silence, because the world told me that love would ruin everything.
But it didn't ruin anything. It made me stronger. Thank you for seeing us."
—Klan
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Meanwhile, an anonymous insider leaked documents—proof of CYN's contracts manipulating idol relationships, silencing omegas, and staging heterosexual PR.
Fans were furious. Human rights groups spoke out. Sponsors began pulling back.
CYN had built its empire on control.
Now, that empire cracked.
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At LUMINA's dorm, the members sat on the floor eating ramen from shared pots, quiet.
Tavi broke the silence. "What now?"
Kael looked at each of them. "Now… we take our story into our own hands."
Klan added, "If they won't let us be artists here, we leave."
Eren grinned. "Overseas? Independent label?"
Sion nodded slowly. "Freedom's a risk. But I think it's time we stop being afraid of risks."
Kael raised his chopsticks like a toast. "To LUMINA. Not the company. Us."
Everyone clinked their chopsticks together.
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Some stories are scripted.
Some stories are controlled.
But this one?
This one had just begun to breathe.
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