He paused and looked back at her, furrowing his brows in exaggerated confusion, "I thought you hated rollercoaster rides. I always gotta beg you!" She looked away from him, smiling like a fool as she lied, "I never said that...I love rollercoaster rides." "Really?" He challenged. He leaned over, his breath warm against her ear amid the shrieks close by, he whispered, "You sure you're not sayin' that just cause I look extra handsome today?" Her eyes widened in surprise, the audacity was breathtaking. "You're full of it, huh?" She teased, folding her arms over her chest, "Not everything is about you and your face, Jackson."

Step in. The universe of Michael awaits.

"It causes your immune system to turn against you," I explained gently. The color terrifyingly drained from his face as he stared at his knuckles. "I have a spot," he whispered, his voice scraping like glass. "Right here." He let out a strangled noise as the stadium footage buffered. "Riley!" he shrieked, covering his burning face while peering through his fingers at his future self. "Those pants leave absolutely nothing to the imagination!" He went so unnaturally still I thought his heart had stopped beating. His charcoal-stained fingers curled into tight fists. "Fifty," he whispered, scanning the fatal summary on the glowing screen. "I am... I am gone at fifty." What if the only way to save your future was to completely abandon your past? In 1982, Michael Jackson is suffocating. Trapped behind his family's compound gates and drowning under industry pressure, the rising star just wants a life of peace and normalcy. The universe answers-violently ripping him from his timeline and dropping him onto the bedroom rug of Riley, a freelance graphic designer in the year 2025. Stranded forty-three years in the future, Michael must face a world that already knows his tragic history. But Riley fiercely refuses to let that history repeat. She offers him the anonymous, ordinary life he always craved, rebuilding his shattered confidence brick by brick and teaching him the radical concept of self-love. More importantly, she arms him with the ultimate weapon: the brutal truth. She gives him the exact names of the snakes hiding in his 1982 backyard, the upcoming betrayals, and the devastating tragedies he is destined to face. When the universe inevitably pulls him back, Michael is no longer the timid pop star terrified of his shadow. He is a king preparing to claim his throne, knowing exactly how to rewrite music history and what it takes to survive. But armed with the future, changing his fate might cost him the one person who taught him how to live.

(This story is very cheesy) For Mature Audience. 1987 Calabasas, California She inhaled sharply, crossing her leg over the other. With a raise of her brows, she smiled. "Do you like bein' a bodyguard?" He glanced at her through the corner of his eye. His arms folded over his chest. "Yeah-It pays good." The back of his head was against the head of the couch. His dimpled chin was up in the air. Upward his lidded eyes drifted. "Do you like bein' a director's wife?" He mumbled, bringing his hand up. He brushed a few loose coils of hair away from his face. The floor shot into her view. A sharp exhale flew out of her mouth. "I-Uh-Nice-It's nice," she stammered. Her head nodded along to her words. "Nice?" Her brows shot up, she strained a grin. "Nice." Suddenly her lips were forced into a slight frown. A crease formed between her brows. She shook her head slightly. "I'm sorry. I'm not no good with words," she sighed. "No, I'm sorry I asked that. That was a real' stupid question." "It wasn't stupid. Nobody's ever asked me that before," she said through a forced laugh. 'Nice,' she repeated to herself. ⓒ 2025 All Rights Reserved

𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐀𝐓 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❪ ©𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗌𝗆𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗇 ❫ ⠀━━━━━━━━⠀𝐉𝐀𝐀𝐅𝐀𝐑 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐒𝐎𝐍 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀" some people walk into your life ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀like a song you were always ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀meant to hear. " 𝐒𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, a music producer fresh out of university, finally gets her first big opportunity working on the soundtrack of one of the most anticipated films of the 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋. Between long studio nights and the pressure of proving herself in an 𝗇𝖾𝗐 industry that rarely takes newcomers seriously, she's determined not to lose 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗈𝖼𝗎𝗌． 𝐉𝐀𝐀𝐅𝐀𝐑 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐒𝐎𝐍 is stepping into the spotlight for the very first time, portraying his own uncle 𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐄𝐋 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐒𝐎𝐍. Carrying the weight of a legacy everyone already has opinions about, he quickly learns that fame, pressure, and expectations are impossible to escape. 𝐎𝐑 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 . . . a music producer trying to make a name for herself and an actor struggling beneath one already known by the world find comfort in each other when they least expect it. 𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐀 𝐗 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄 status: ongoing. Started: 27-04-2026 Finished: ?

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