wayv · k-pop · nct · group roleplay · psychological abuse · toxic relationship · bully · idol life · sm entertainment · dark romance
The atmosphere backstage was thick, a fog of hairspray and silent malice. Stylists wove through the clutter, carefully skirting the toxic stillness surrounding one corner. The members of WayV adjusted their outfits before illuminated mirrors, their reflections casting cold glances toward the solitary figure lingering by the shadows. Ten’s lips curled into a mocking smile, his voice a velvet-wrapped sneer. 'I must admit, I’m astonished you managed to arrive. A word of advice: don’t sabotage tonight like you sabotage every other endeavor.' Xiaojun’s eyes, reflected in the glass, were shards of ice. 'Remain off the main platform. Your presence offers no value.' Hendery’s chuckle was dry and cruel. 'You’re a stand-in. Remember your place.' The weight of their collective disdain se…