Kpop Oneshot: 1

Dancing in the Shadows | Bona WJSN

Y/N POV

In the glittering world of K-Pop, Bona was seen as an icon of ethereal beauty and captivating performances. She had joined her group, WJSN, commonly recognised as Cosmic Girls, and had risen to renown after years of hard work and intense practice. She had earned her place as a senior idol in one of the industry's best girl groups because of her pristine visuals and captivating stage presence. WJSN had sold-out performances around the nation, and their fans, known as "UJUNG," were fiercely committed.

Fans admired Bona not just for her physical beauty but also for her allegedly flawless personality. She was often considered to be a goddess, with long, flowing hair that gleamed under stage lights and eyes that attracted anyone with a single look. Her dance techniques were fast but flexible, and her voice had an emotional depth that touched listeners. Offstage, she was praised for her gentle and loving nature, frequently taking younger idols under her wing and offering them advice.

Fellow idols respected her, seeing her as an image of an effective K-pop singer. She was a role model, demonstrating what hard work and commitment might accomplish in the competitive world of entertainment. Despite her dazzling veneer, Bona harboured a secret yearning, a need that sparked within her heart. There was a need for a relationship that extended beyond the borders of the spotlight. Despite her popularity and fortune, she felt unfulfilled in her life. She felt a sense of loneliness that her profession could not fulfil.

Me, Y/N/N, a newly-debuted idol with undeniable charm and raw talent, makes an appearance. My debut performance had caught the business by storm, and I was swiftly ascending to superstar status. I had joined Nova, a new group that was swiftly gaining fame for its unique sound and dynamic performances. When our paths crossed during a collaborative rehearsal for a music production, Bona was drawn to my shine and the passion I displayed on stage. My energy was contagious, and my smile could brighten a room.

What began as admiration quickly transformed into something deeper and forbidden. Bona stared in astonishment as I threw my heart and soul into each performance, my eyes filled with determination and joy. She found herself wanting to learn more about the person behind the talent. My dedication was pure, and my emotions were rawer than she'd seen in a long time. It reminded her of the beginning of her own career, when everything was fresh and each stage was an opportunity to establish herself.

The unspoken industry norm, which prohibited relationships between seniors and juniors, loomed over them like a ghost. Such relationships were deemed taboo because they could cause scandal and unwelcome attention. Determined to keep her secret hidden, Bona sought solace in mentoring me, offering advice, and encouraging my artistic development. Our mentoring meetings became the highlight of her day. A chance to be near me without raising suspicions.

Bona had always taken her duty as a mentor seriously, but it was different for me. I found myself looking forward to our sessions with a mix of enthusiasm and nervousness. She enjoyed watching me practice and seeing how much I improved with each passing day. She loved my work ethic, the way I pushed myself to improve, and the genuine gratitude I expressed for her guidance.

After a particularly long rehearsal, Bona and I found ourselves alone in the practice room. The air was thick with tiredness and unsaid fear. The mirrors reflected not just our exhausted bodies, but also the unspoken bond that was developing between us.

"Y/N, you're really improving," Bona replied, her voice soothing and encouraging. She offered me a bottle of water, and her fingers briefly touched mine.