Brightwin|Soulbound

CHAPTER) 1

LOCATION: Coco Productions Date:November 21st

"Hi, it's Devine Achara, bringing to you another exclusive live interview with the one and only Bright Vachirawit!"
Bright almost snorted at the girl's unsubtle attempt at being flirty by twirling her hair.
Her gaze left the camera as it turned towards him, and if the batting of her eyelashes wasn't the most annoying thing he had seen today.

" We are so very honoured by your presence Bright," she paused, giggling to herself quietly before meeting his eyes again. "I can call you that right, seeing as we're close enough to have passed the honorific stage, don't you think?" She tilted her head in question, feigning innocence. How he'd given her the impression that they'd passed that stage when he was still calling her by her last name was beyond him.

" I think we should get to the questions now Miss Achara, don't you think?" He chuckled, though his distaste was apparent in his tone.

Devine coughed lightly, sitting straighter.
" Yes, of course. Do you have any upcoming endorsements?"

Bright tapped his index finger on the arm of the chair in thought.
Of course he had upcoming endorsements, though perhaps listing each one wouldn't be the best idea.
He didn't want the world to him as arrogant, especially not in his first interview since his departure from America.
" Right now, I'm thinking of taking a short break. I've been going in and out of photoshoots for as long as I can remember. Coping with both the pressures of work and life at home can be quite overwhelming. However, I do believe I have an upcoming partnership with Nike in a few months."

"I most definitely agree. A man as talented and hardworking as yourself," she grinned grasping on to his wrist to capture his full attention. " should have time for themselves." Bright immediately pulled his hand away from her grasp, before adjusting his collar.
How brazen.

She laughed in response, trying to hide her embarrassment at his blatant rejection.

"There's a rumour going around that you've befriended Harry Styles in America is that true?"

" Yes, it is. We met at the Gala, he gave me some advice which I was very appreciative of." She nodded her head in a silent urge for him to continue. He arched a brow, she immediately understood his dismissal of the subject and continued.

" It's been a couple of months since Win Metawin has began working with Astrovelence. How is it to be working in the same company as him?" She couldn't conceal the excitement in her voice.
He stiffened at the name before laughing mockingly, all plans of presenting himself as amicable and composed long forgotten. "Please, Win Metawin? He is nothing short of pretentious let alone arrogant,"

Devine's face fell in shock, "Mr Tay has made the biggest mistake of his life by giving a contract to that imbecile. Though I'm in no position whatsoever to intervene. I would appreciate it if in the future you refrained from associating me with that excuse of a model." He spat in venom, moving the lock of hair that fell on his forehead with a bored expression.
The backstage crew struggled to contain their gasps at the boy's confession.

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LOCATION: Astrovelence Office
Date: 12th of March, 2020

Knock, Knock, Knock.
Bright  sighed, coking his head before releasing a groan.
"Come in." His voice was raspy as he allowed his elbows to rest on his office desk. Wincing slightly at the harsh contact.
His arms were still sore after his gym session.

The door opened wide, revealing non-other than Dean. His manager.
The man scratched his neck with one hand, looking down, fiddling with the hem of his shirt with the other.
"Well? Do you have something to say, or are you just trying to take in my presence? If that's the case it isn't free, people pay for that." He shook his head in question.