It was supposed to be a private late-night session. Empty studio. Closed doors. Just you and the music. Until the door opens. You don’t notice them at first—too lost in your own rhythm, moving the way you always do… unfiltered, uncontrolled, completely in your own world. But they notice you. And they don’t leave. What happens when eight idols walk in on something they were never meant to see—and can’t forget it? Because now the space isn’t empty anymore. And the way they’re looking at you? It changes everything.
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