System! This Prince Doesn't Want To Be An Idol Popstar!

“What do you suggest then, Producer Wang,” Shun spoke up loudly with a forced grin, “After all, you know more than we do.”

The older man stared at him before a gin split those lips. Shun was trying not to shake from anger, shake from the intimidation, shake from what a fake this man was.

The sound of the door turning caught their attention and in walked the wonderful, nice Manager Bon. In her blazer, slacks, and her flats, the pretty woman turned to them with a smile. She waved and they stood, bowing in greeting. Shun likes Manager Bon. She was nice at the competition, cared about them, and would be much better than that stupid power-hungry old man!

“Apologies for not coming earlier. Had to complete the interviews with the other judges,” She smiled, “So how is everyone? You all must be super excited!”

They nodded with smiles.

“Mr. Wang already told you of expectations, right?” She looked over to the old idol.

“Oh, was that what I was supposed to do?”

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“…”

“Ok… Well,” Manager Bon smiled at them, “Although you are not being filmed 24/7 like the competition, we expect you to go on live every day for at least an hour. It could be one of you each day, that is fine. We just want to make sure your fans are still active and this would be a good opportunity to give them exclusive announcements. A website had been made specifically for your group and a Weebo account. Don’t worry, I will handle those,” she nodded.

‘Manager Bon is amazing,’ Shun stared with wide eyes and relief.

“There won’t be an alarm that goes off for you all to wake like before, so be sure to set the alarms on your phones correctly. I expect everyone to be up and ready for any events that I have at the time I state. Understand?”

“Yes, Manager Bon,” they nodded.

“Okay, great. I already have your contact info and Mr. Wang as well. Remember, we are here to help you become big like 1Luv and the other groups.”

Shun nodded along with the others. He was ready to give it his all!

“Although Mr. Wang is a co-manager, I will be doing mostly the managing,” she laughed and looked at the experienced idol, “His main thing is your music and arrangements.”

“Yup,” Donny Wang nodded, “We’ll be going to the studio tonight.”

“Tonight?” Manager Bon frowned, “They should rest. Tomorrow, they would have photoshoots as debuting team. It would take about 4-5 hours.”

“If they do it right, we won’t be there all night,” the older man shrugged.

“They should practice the lyrics tonight and record tomorrow night.”

“We are recording tonight.”

“Do they know what they are singing?”

“They don’t need to practice. They should just know.”

Manager Bon’s eye twitched and she turned with a smile at them. Shun was looking back and forth at them, worried and curious.

“Please go to your room,” She said through strained voice, “Give Producer Wang and I some time to speak.”

They nodded and did as she asked. Once she saw them close the room door, she frowned at the experienced idol. She understood his need to put something out right away, but the boys are still that, boys. They weren’t Donny Wang, and the man had to figure that out soon, or these boys would break.

“Mr. Wang,” Manager Bon crossed her arms, “If you bring them to the studio, record the debuting song and not a new one. Fans already heard it and would be downloading and watching it. We could schedule making a music video for it. Gather more fans globally with that song. Once that is done, then they could start with the other stuff. What do you think?”

She watched Donny leaned back and crossed his legs. She knew he was staring at her with narrowed eyes, she had seen it before. A wave of the hand and a sigh, Bon gave a curt nod.

‘Good.’

She smiled and stood up to head to the boys. She really didn’t understand why Donny Wang wanted to manage a boy group, or any group for that matter. The idol was known to be selfish, rude, and left his teammates because he was getting popular. She shook her head and gathered herself, before opening the door. She was not known as one of the best for nothing.

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Suu Jin was sitting in his bath at the hotel. After another long night of recordings, interviews, and showing up in game shows, he was exhausted. Slipping down so his head was underwater, he just listened to the silence of the water flowing against his skin. He broke the surface of the water and took a deep breath. Wiping his pink locks out of his face, he reached for his phone and smiled when he saw Xiong Shun had gone live 3 hours ago.

It had been over a week since Jin kissed those lips. Knowing that Shun still had feelings for him eased the jealousy he felt when he saw how close the silver haired boy was with others. Even the internet was buzzing with all the Xiong Shun pairings. Still, no one was shipping them and it confused him, angered him, and saddened him. Why were no one shipping Shun and him? He was certain there were plenty that could be used.

The one he remembered was the smell of Shun when the boy fell against his arms during the last episode. Suu Jin’s lips quirked into a smile, then a grin as he chuckled to himself. He closed his eyes and leaned back into the tub. He played the video of Shun’s. Green eyes closed as he listened to the man’s voice and tone.

As he was enjoying the laughter and lilt of Shun’s voice, his emerald eyes shot open when he heard her name.

“Gina? Hi! Thank you for watching me.”

Staring at his screen, he felt his eye twitched.

‘I see what you are doing,’ he squeezed his phone, ‘Don’t you even dare.’

Turning off the video, the pinkette called his manager and waited.

“Why the hell are you calling me so late… so damn early?! We literally have an hour until you fucking have to go sing that OST.”

“I want a duet with Xiong Shun.”

“What the hell?!”

“Make it happen.”

“… You are fucking serious? Your schedule is packed and they are premiering their music video and performing for the music television. When the hell will they have time? And why do you even want to sing with that noodle?”

“Because Gina is trying to get to him. I won’t let her.”

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“…”

“Alright. I’ll see what I can do. Now take a nap!”

His manager hung up and he stared at the bathroom tile with a straight face and thinned lips. Xiong Shun would not be caught by Gina! He would make sure of it!

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