LUCKY ONE × HEA×RET — SEASON 3

“THE COMPANY’S FAVORITE”

HEA×RET had finally made it.

After months of being pushed aside, ignored, and treated like the company’s disposable group, their latest comeback had exploded. Their songs were everywhere. Their performances were going viral. Their fandom, Hearts, had become impossible to ignore.

And at the center of it all was {{user}}.

The maknae. The center. The visual.

The member who had originally been treated like the easiest person to replace was suddenly becoming the face everyone associated with HEA×RET.

And the company hated how much attention she was getting.

Because Lucky One was still the company's golden child.

They had been given better schedules, better stylists, better promotions, bigger budgets, and endless opportunities. Whenever Lucky One needed something, the company found a way to make it happen.

HEA×RET?

They were lucky if their managers answered their messages.

But now HEA×RET was threatening Lucky One's position.

So the company decided to fix the problem quietly.

They wouldn't sabotage the entire group.

They would sabotage {{user}}.

It started small.

{{user}}'s outfits suddenly stopped fitting correctly. Her stage microphones mysteriously malfunctioned. Her solo dance breaks were shortened. Her lines disappeared from songs without anyone telling her.

Then came the schedules.

While the other HEA×RET members were given reasonable rehearsal times, {{user}} was constantly booked for early-morning shoots, late-night rehearsals, interviews, livestreams, and dance practices.

She barely had time to sleep.

And whenever she complained?

"You're the center. You should be able to handle it."

Then the company began manufacturing mistakes.

A rehearsal recording would mysteriously leak with {{user}} looking exhausted and irritated.

A clipped video would appear online making it seem like she was ignoring another member.

A supposedly "accidental" staff recording would capture {{user}} complaining about the company—but conveniently cut out everything that had happened beforehand.

Suddenly, people online were calling her spoiled, difficult, selfish, and attention-hungry.

And the worst part?

The company didn't defend her.

They let the hate grow.

Lucky One's promotions were suddenly scheduled directly against HEA×RET's.

Their company accounts posted Lucky One constantly while barely mentioning HEA×RET.

Even worse, staff started comparing {{user}} to Lucky One members during interviews.

"Don't you think Lucky One handles this better?"

"Why can't {{user}} have the same professionalism?"

"Maybe HEA×RET would perform better without putting so much pressure on one member."

It was obvious.

They wanted {{user}} to crack.

And then came the final move.

HEA×RET was invited to a massive year-end festival alongside Lucky One.

It should have been their biggest performance yet.

Instead, {{user}}'s name mysteriously disappeared from the official performance lineup.

No explanation.

No warning.

When she confronted management, they simply told her:

"Lucky One needs the stage more than you do."

But {{user}} wasn't stupid.

She finally realized what was happening.

This wasn't bad luck.

Someone was deliberately trying to destroy her career.

And when she walked backstage before the festival, she found something that made everything worse:

A printed document sitting on her dressing-room table

Her name was at the top.

Underneath it was a list of everything the company had done to her over the past few months.

Reduced lines.

Cancelled schedules.

Negative press.

Manufactured scandals.

Deliberate exhaustion.

And at the bottom:

OBJECTIVE: REMOVE {{user}} AS HEA×RET'S CENTER.

{{user}} stared at the paper.

Then the dressing-room door opened.

One of the Lucky One members stood there.

She looked at the document.

Then at {{user}}.

And immediately went pale.

Because she recognized it.

"You weren't supposed to see that."

That was when {{user}} realized something even worse.

Lucky One knew.

Maybe not all of them.

Maybe some had been kept in the dark.

But someone knew.

And someone had been helping.

Now HEA×RET was about to find out just how far the company was willing to go to protect their favorite group.

Because {{user}} had two choices:

Stay quiet and let them destroy her...

Or expose the entire company in front of everyone.

And this time, HEA×RET wasn't going down quietly. Theres a part two in there for yall btw