Adam Hill, Boyfriend of icon (S/n) spotted with a mystery woman in London

   "Oh, really?" Zen gasped. "They're a huge power couple!"

   "Yeah... this is gonna be all over the place." I said as I scratched my head.  While I talked, I texted my manager, Adam, and Adam's manager to check TMZ.

    (M/l/n): Meeting. Now.

    Adam: I'm in London with a show in 6 hours, how am I supposed to get to Seoul?

   Zach Jones: it was your affair that got us into this mess, Adam! Once the show is over, you're getting on that plane.

    Adam: geez ok

  "(Y/n)? (Y/n), are you listening?"

  "Sorry! I was just reading." I said quickly.

  "I didn't know you got so invested in celebrity gossip."

   "Well, we all have our secrets, right?" I said.

   "Right. Well, it's such a shame. (S/n) must be heartbroken." He said.

    "I doubt it." I said nonchalantly, not thinking.

    "What do you mean? They are one of the most famous couples in the world, and always together!"

    "Well, she's not in London, is she?" I retorted.

     "Woah, chill." He said.

    "Sorry, Zen..." I sighed. "It's just, a lot happens behind the curtains in this industry. No offense, but you're still up and coming. I've been around the block, and... it's all a ruse." I informed him.

"You think (s/n) and Adam are just together for publicity?" He asked me.

"I know it."

"Really?" He asked.

"Really. And I know that (s/n) is probably going to do a huge publicity stunt, and it's going to be aaaaaaall over the media. The crowds crave drama. As much as they crave an adorable power couple, they also want to see it burst into flames, with a hint of glitter thrown into the mix."

    "That sucks."

     "That's it? 'That sucks'?"

    "Yeah. I mean, I know that this stuff happens in the industry, I'm not stupid. But, it's still kind of a letdown." He responded.

    "I guess that's true." I sighed.

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Well, as I had predicted, my manager did indeed have me do a stunt.

  I sat down at the piano, and pulled out a song about my mother. The lyrics were swamped in betrayal, loneliness, and heartbreak, but soon faded into a bop. The last half of the song was about how I was better off on my own, and I miss the idea of a mother, but not her.

    Of course, the topic of the song was generally referred to as you, so it could very well work for a breakup song.

    An entire crew, with cameras at several angles, people holding microphones near me, and others making sure my lighting was perfect swarmed around the piano.

   My makeup artist quickly puffed my face and ran out of the camera's view.

   The whole room went dead silent. Once I got the signal from the head cameraman, I began to play the beginning cords. The rest was history.

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12 hours later

9.4 billion likes

   17,054 comments

   Buzzfeed: Pop Diva (s/n) responds to boyfriend Adam Hill cheating allegations in the best way!

   Cosmopolitan: OMG you NEED to see what (s/n) did last night!

    TMZ: Has the (Ship Name) ship sunk? What we know about the recent drama between the couple!

    "Former couple." I muttered to myself as I scrolled through the articles and comments.

   My phone pinged.

    Zen: your prediction was correct lol. It's everywhere

   Me: I told you so haha

   Zen:  Oof, don't "I told you so" me. It hurts ;-;

   Me: hahahahaha

    Zen: I'm actually kind of glad she's free. She's too hot for Adam lol

   "Akebakakdbwjhfewjshbwqjidb" I thought.

     Me: lol

From there, the conversation halted. I didn't know what to say. So I decided to check my Emails. One of the most recent ones was from Victoria's Secret. I quickly opened it and scanned through it. In the email, I was reminded that the magazine I had posed for will be released tomorrow and that I would be on the front cover.

I quickly transferred into a state of panic. The RFA knows I modeled for VS and what my suits looked like. If they see the magazine... I'll be outed. They'll be furious! I've known all of them for months, and they're like a family to me, the only one to know my secret being Luciel.

I texted him.

Me: 707 SOS

707: yeeeees?

Me: that magazine that I posed for and sent to the RFA is coming out tomorrow and it didn't occur to me that they would recognize the suits and see me on the cover and then they would realize I've been lying this whole time and that won't end well what should I do

707: ya done fucked up

Me: well aware

707: if you had told me a bit sooner I could have hacked into their archives and deleted the magazine and all your photos, but they're probably printed already

Me: let's commit arson then

707: I like the way you think lol

   707: but telling us isn't a bad idea

   Me: how do you think they'll react

   707: you've known them for months how do you think that's going down

    Me: ahhh

    707: just rip off the band aid. Get it done before you chicken out

    Me: AHHHH

   707: you got this

   707: you're (s fricking /n)

   Me: LETS DO THIS

   707: how did I get roped into this

  Me: just have my back if things go to shit

   707: fine but that's only bc you're my best friend

    Me: IM YOUR BEST FRIEND

   707: disregard

   Me: that's actually pretty sad ngl I'm shit tbh

   Me: okay I'm going in

  I opened the RFA group chat. I took a deep breath and began to type. My stomach ached suddenly and I could hear my heartbeat in my ears. My hands began to sweat as I got further into my message. And.... send.

    Me: Hey Guys. I've known you all for moths and now I want to tell you guys who I am, the girl behind the screen. I want everyone to be here for the reveal, and I won't send it until you are.   I've been kind of dreading this, mainly because I don't want it to change how you look at me. I just want you all to know that I'm still (y/n), the girl that you've known all this time.

    707: :)

    Yoosung: OOOH

    Yoosung: Dw (y/n), we'll still love you even if you're ugly

     Me: ...

     Yoosung: oh that's not what you were hinting at

     Yoosung: whoopsies

    Jaehee: I'm ready when you are. I'll get Jumin.

    707: and I doubt V is just magically going to show up so I'll get him

    V: don't assume things, Luciel.

    707: nvm

    Jumin: Hello V

    Me: Hello V

    Jaehee: Hello V

   Yoosung: go away V

    Jumin: were ready

    Me: wait where's Zen

   Jaehee: I'll call him

   Me: no I can do it

   Jaehee: I'll call him.

   Me: okay okay

   Three minutes later, Zen had arrived.

   Zen: OMG IM READY

   Jumin: its about time

   Zen: Shut up catboy

    Jumin: that was the best insult you could come up with? Catboy?

    Me: alright both of you stfu

    I took a deep breath and looked at the keyboard. I didn't even know what to write.

    Me: well, you all know me as (y/n). That is my real name. However, I have a stage name that I go by in the public eye to protect my privacy.

    Me: that would be (s/n).

    The chat went silent for a few seconds.

    Zen: hahaha, you're funny (y/n)

    707: she's not kidding guys

    Yoosung: and we're hearing that from you two? lol!

     Jaehee: no way

    Jumin: I don't believe it

    Me: then let me prove it!

    Jaehee: send a photo of you holding four fingers up on your left hand, and a book on your head.

    Me: alright.

    I looked in the mirror.  Ew... I brushed my hair quickly. I still looked like trash, but it's fine, I guess.

     I took a random book off my shelf and went over to my couch. I sat down, and put the book on my head. Holding up 4 fingers, I took a selfie.

    I sent it.

    Zen: no way

    Zen: no way

    Zen: omg

     Yoosung: OMG YOURE REALLY (S/N) WHEN CAN I MEET YOU

     Me: idk whenever? I'll have to meet you all at one point

     Jaehee: so you're really famous?

    Jumin: okay and

    V: Your manager is (m/l/n)? I believe he has bought a photograph of mine to put in his office.

    Me: Violet flower?

    V: yes

    Me: Awesome! I had no idea that was yours!

   Yoosung: CAN I HAVE YOUR AUTOGRAPH

   Me: Yoosunggggggg

   Yoosung: Sorry

    Jumin: Luciel, how long have you known

   707: since she joined

   707: but she has her reasons for keeping it secret, so I complied.

    Zen: they better be some good reasons.

    Me: I was sacred, I'm sorry guys. But now you know.

     Zen: Sorry? Seriously? That's it?

     Jumin: Zen, you're the only one who seems to have a negative reaction. She has no reason to be sorry.

    Zen: yes, she does. The rest of us have put our entire lives into this chat and she doesn't even tell us that she's a celebrity? She had us thinking she was just a really lucky extra!

   Me: I know I was wrong but I was so scared! I always get treated differently because of my name, and I had a chance to make some friends who like me for who I am, not my name. I should have told you sooner, but I knew this would happen. Although, you were the last person I was expecting it to be from, Zen. Why does it even matter?

    Zen: it's not that you're (s/n). Yeah that's cool, we don't give two flying shits. It the fact that you kept it from us for this long. We treated you like family, and in return you kept secrets from us?

   Reading his messages, my eyes began to sting, and a lump began to form in my throat as I tried not to cry.

    I began to type another message, but I couldn't think of anything to say. I threw my phone on the other couch, and grabbed a throw pillow.

    Tears began to spill out of my eyes, despite my best efforts. I threw the throw pillow at the wall, knocking over a 7.5 million dollar vase in the process.

     I barely even acknowledged the bits of shattered porcelain. I picked up my phone and read the messages I had missed.

    707: Zen, stop yelling at her. I kept the secret too!

   Zen: yeah, and your just as bad as her!

   Jumin: you used the wrong you're. And also you're wrong.

   Jaehee: I think Zen is right. She shouldn't have hid for as long as she did. That doesn't necessarily mean I'm mad at her, though

   Yoousng: I'm with her. She's still (y/n), just now we know how cool she is really.

   V left the chat

  Jumin: as am I. I am one to know how stressful life in the spotlight can be.

  Zen: she hasn't answered. She knows I'm right.

  Jumin: you're overreacting. Stop playing the victim

  Zen: how am I not the victim?

  (Y/n) left the chat

  The cat walked along the back of my couch and brushed up lightly against my tear-streaked face. Grabbing the poor, unsuspecting animal, I smushed my face into her soft fur.

   *Vrrrrrr*

   707 is calling

   I reluctantly hit answer.

  "Hey, are you okay? I'm sorry... that didn't go well."

   "I'm fine." I told him.

  "Have you been crying? Nooo! Don't cry! Zens just in a bad mood! The rest of the RFA is fine with it! Please... don't cry, (y/n). We still love you."

    "Zen doesn't." I sniffled.

    "He'll come around! He's probably just kind of shocked. You know him as well as I do, he's a super nice guy! This is the only time I've ever seen him act this way to anyone other than Jumin, I swear."  

    "Great! N- *snort* now I'm in Jumin level with Zen!" I wailed.

    "No no no no no! That's not what I meant! And even still, they still love each other like brothers, they just clash sometimes!"  Seven explained frantically.

    I gave up trying to hide my crying and let my crying be audible on the phone. It's only Luciel.

   "Oh, god, I hate that you're crying. I just told Zen he made you cry and that he better apologize before I kick his ass into the shadow realm." Seven said angrily.

  "No, that just makes my sound like a spoilt brat that can't accept criticism!"

   "No, it doesn't. I promise. And I know Zen, you'll be getting a call, or at least a text any second now." 
 
    "You think so?" I began to hiccup.

    "I know so."

    The only thing heard on the phone from Seven's end was probably just sobbing, sniffing, and hiccuping, with the occasional snort.

    "I wish I could comfort you in person." He sighed.

    "Don't you have work to do?" I asked him.

    "It can wait a few minutes." He assured me.

    *ping*

    "Is that a teeeeeext? See, I told you! What did he say?" Seven asked me.

    "It's Jumin."

   "Oh, really? Jumin? Not Zen? You sure?"

   "Yes, I'm sure." I huffed as I opened it.

    Jumin: are you okay? Seven said in the chat that you were really upset. I know why you did it. I wish that I could too, sometimes.

   "You sent it in the group chat?" I screamed at Seven.

   "Got to go finish my work, bye!"