They named the comeback stage Undeniable.
It wasn't just a song—it was a declaration. A final nail in the coffin of pretending. A middle finger to the industry's rules. A love letter to those who stayed.
LUMINA would step on stage with the entire world watching… and this time, they wouldn't hold anything back.
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The rehearsals were intense.
The choreography told a story from start to finish: a push and pull between two figures—an alpha and an omega—chained, torn apart, then breaking free. Kael and Klan were the center of the routine, and for the first time, their chemistry wasn't restrained.
Klan moved like a flame—graceful, emotional, defiant. Kael moved like a storm—protective, dangerous, driven.
Together, they were breathtaking.
"You ready?" Kael asked during their final run-through, sweat glistening down his neck.
Klan nodded. "Let's be undeniable."
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On the night of the broadcast, the stage was blacked out. The crowd screamed as the LED screen flashed only one phrase:
> "LOVE IS NOT A LUXURY."
The beat dropped.
Kael's voice hit first—low, intense:
> "I wasn't made to kneel for your comfort."
"I was born to rise, even if it ruins your view."
The camera panned as the members danced like their bodies carried fire. Every movement purposeful. Every lyric a blade.
Then came the verse that changed everything.
Klan stepped forward—alone—spotlight locked on his trembling figure.
> "You taught me to shine only if it made you look brighter."
"But now I burn with my own name, my own love, my own truth."
And with that, Kael joined him in center.
Their backs to the world.
Their hands clasped, raised high.
The lights flared—gold and violet. Alpha and omega.
Not shameful. Not secret. Not denied.
Seen.
Celebrated.
The screen behind them exploded into thousands of fan-submitted messages:
📝 "You made me believe in love again."
📝 "I'm proud to be who I am because of you."
📝 "You are not alone anymore."
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When the song ended, the arena went silent for a beat…
And then erupted into deafening screams and chants of:
> "LU-MI-NA! LU-MI-NA!"
Tears streamed down Tavi's cheeks. Eren howled and collapsed dramatically. Even Sion, stoic as ever, let out a breathless, choked laugh.
Backstage, Klan trembled.
Not from fear—but from freedom.
Kael pulled him into a hug, ignoring the cameras, ignoring the world. His voice was soft in Klan's ear.
> "No one's denying us now."
And Klan—smiling for real—whispered back:
> "They never could."
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