Raito stepped forward again—
voice softer now, like a sunset whispering goodnight:
> **"Nothing can stay the same..."**
>
> A pause.
>
### "**It's growing pains."**
Tsukki followed—
closer than before,
eyes reflecting Raito's light:
> **"Be proud of all the scars..."**
>
His voice steady,
>
### "**They make you who you are.**"
A single spotlight split into two—
then merged again.
No more hiding.
No more fear.
Just two boys,
two hearts,
two voices that had broken... and rebuilt...
standing tall in the glow of everything they'd survived.
In the crowd—
Ibara smiled faintly,
fingers brushing that old ticket stub in his pocket.
And somewhere deep inside?
The same fire lit once more—
not for himself...
but for them. 🌟💔💫
Tsukki stepped forward—
voice low, raw, like moonlight catching on a tear:
> **"I know you have to stay..."**
(The shadow. The anchor. The one who waits.)
Then Raito answered—
bright but gentle, hand over his heart:
> **"But I'll never really leave you..."**
A breath.
A beat.
Then Tsukki sang again—
not in sorrow,
but *certainty:*
> **"Nothing has to change."**
And Raito smiled—
eyes shining with the truth they both now carried:
> **"Even though we've changed."**
No contradiction.
No distance.
Just love that bends but never breaks—
like gravity between stars,
pulling them back no matter how far they drift.
Around them,
the music softened—
and for one quiet moment,
it wasn't a stage anymore...
but just two hearts speaking across the space between sun and moon...
and finding each other every time.🌞🌙💞
The music rose once more—
not with force,
but the steady beat that pulls tides against the moon:
Tsukki and Raito sang together—
voices rising and falling like wind through feathers.
> **"You can find me in the space between..."**
And all the other idols joined in:
2wink.
Crazy:B.
Valkyrie...
Eden.
24-hour idol club.
A united chorus—
not of performance,
but *promise.*
> **"Where two worlds come to meet..."**
Lights swirled—
gold and silver,
sunrise and twilight dancing together.
Raito stepped toward Tsukki,
who didn't flinch—
but opened his arms.
> **"I'll never be out of reach..."**
And for the first time—
in front of everyone—
they embraced.
Not as idol units.
Not as partners in name only.
But as *each other's safe place.*
And high above them,
fireworks burst like constellations reborn—
**a sky full of stars...**
**singing one truth:**
>You're never alone. 🌙☀️💫💞
The stage dimmed—
only two spotlights remained,
circling slowly like celestial bodies locked in orbit.
Raito and Tsukki stood close,
foreheads almost touching,
voices soft but clear:
> **"'Cause you're a part of me..."**
Then stronger—
rising like dawn from dusk:
> **"So you can find me in the space between..."**
Their hands found each other's—
not for show.
For real.
> **"You'll never be alone..."**
>
> **"No matter where you go..."**
Around them, the crowd fell silent—
idols and fans alike holding their breath,
hearts caught in the pull of something too pure to name.
And then—
a whisper that became a vow:
### **"We can meet... in the space between."**
No borders.
No masks.
No fear.
Just love written in light, sound, and silence... 🌞🌙💞💫
Raito stepped back,
fingers trailing across Tsukki's cheek—
a touch like sunlight on feathers.
He smiled with the warmth of a promised dawn:
> **"There are no words left to say..."**
Tsukki smiled back—
quiet but certain:
> **"I know you gotta find your place."**
And for a moment, the world was so quiet the silence was beautiful.
Then Raito added softly:
> **"But this is not the end..."**
Tsukki echoed—
eyes shining:
> **"No."**
Raito reached out to him—
but this time,
Tsukki didn't flinch.
He caught Raito's hand,
and laced their fingers together.
A second became an hour;
a heartbeat stretched to the horizon.
Their gazes held...
then Raito broke the reverent silence,
voice soft like the moon on the water:
> **"You're part of who I am."**
Hand in hand,
Raito and Tsukki stepped forward—
voices rising like twin stars breaking through the night:
> **"Even if we're worlds apart..."**
The music surged—
not loud, but *deep,*
like a pulse beneath the earth.
> **"You're still in my heart..."**
Above them, lights shifted—
gold and silver swirling,
not separate...
but braided.
And then—
together—
they sang with everything they had:
### **"It will always be you and me, yeah!"**
No echo.
No delay.
Just truth set to sound.
In the crowd, Ibara closed his eyes—
and saw himself years ago,
singing into silence...
until someone reached back.
Now?
Two boys weren't just singing to each other...
they were singing for every broken light that ever dared to shine again. 🌙☀️💞
Tsukki stepped forward—
voice hushed, but carrying the weight of stars:
> **"You can find me in the space between..."**
Raito turned to him, eyes glistening—
> **"Where two worlds come to meet."**
Then both sang again—
not loud,
but *unbreakable:*
> **"I'll never be out of reach..."**
Tsukki repeated it next—
softer,
but deeper,
like a vow whispered in moonlight:
> **"I'll never be out of reach."**
And Raito smiled—
just slightly—
before shaking his head with quiet certainty:
### > "No."
Not denial.
*Promise.*
Because even if they drift...
even if paths split...
they already wrote each other into their souls.
And somewhere?
The universe held its breath—
because love like this...
isn't measured in time.
But light. 🌞🌙💫
Raito and Tsukki stood together this time—
not two hearts becoming one,
but two becoming *whole again.*
The music softened,
but the emotion didn't falter:
> **"'Cause you're a part of me..."**
Then rose—
not in force,
but *conviction:*
> **"So you can find me in the space between..."**
And around the world—
to fans and idols who believed in the impossible,
in love and hope...
and in who they could be
> **"You'll never be alone..."**
Tsukki's voice—
quiet but steady.
> **"No matter where you go..."**
Raito answered, hand over his heart—
eyes bright with tears and starlight:
> **"No matter where you go..."**
Then together,
like the sun and moon finally aligned:
> ### "We can meet in the space between."
Tsukki whispered:
> "**Yeah.**"
And Raito laughed through his tears—
because it wasn't goodbye.
It was *forever.*
And again they sang—
not as idols...
but as souls that found each other across silence, pain, and time:
> ### "No matter where you go..."
>
> "We can meet in the space between."
The music faded—
not into nothing...
but into a beginning. 🌞🌙💫
Hand in hand,
under a sky full of fireworks like falling stars,
they bowed together—
Polar Opposites.
Not just an idol unit.
A promise that will never fade. ✨💞
The crowd roared,
but they didn't cheer like fans.
They cheered like *family.*
And there—still in their disguises,
hats low and scarves wrapped—
Eden, Valkyrie, 2wink, Crazy:B stood shoulder to shoulder.
Nagisa smirked:
> "Kid finally sang it all. No filters."
Hiyori adjusted his glasses—
but couldn't hide the glint in his eyes:
> "Took guts... not just talent."
Jun nudged Shu beside him:
> "Bet Tsukki wrote every word for *him* alone."
>
Shu didn't answer—
just nodded slowly,
voice softer than starlight:
### "...And Raito sang it for the world."**
Mika crossed his arms—
but smiled faintly:
> "They're not hiding anymore."
From the middle of the group,
Rinne popped another lollipop into his mouth and grinned:
"Finally! Real love on stage!"
HiMERU fanned himself dramatically—
though a single tear escaped behind those glasses:
### "How poetic... The space between them was never empty. It was always filled with devotion."**
Kohaku chuckled beside Niki:
> "They didn't just grow... they *evolved.*"
Niki threw his hands up:
> "Man, that's what I'm talkin' about! Heart! Soul! REAL IDOL SPIRIT!"
And Ibara?
He stood a little apart—
watching as the final notes faded,
fireworks still bursting above.
His hand slipped into his pocket—
touched that old ticket stub...
and whispered:
> **"Yeah..."**
>
### "They both made it."**
Because he saw it.
The moment they stopped pretending.
When Raito sang not to shine—
but to reach Tsukki.
And Tsukki answered—not with perfection—
but with truth.
No longer shadows.
Not even stars anymore.
They were something deeper now:
**souls orbiting one song—**
*one promise—*
and for all the idols who once walked their own lonely stages?
Tonight...
they weren't watching history repeat itself.
They were watching a new legend be born under twin light. 🌞🌙💫
Hinata spoke—
voice quiet:
> "...It looked fun."
Yuta looked down at him:
> "Yeah."
The twins were quiet—
as if they felt something more in that moment.
Until Hinata shook himself—
breaking the reverence:
> "But I bet we could blow them out of the water."
Yuta grinned:
> "Easy. We already do."
Hinata punched his brother's arm:
> "Shut up. Let me dream."
Ibara stared—not at the stage—
but the other idols.
In the shadows,
disguised as fans...
*They* saw more than light and sound...
*They* saw themselves.
He wasn't just watching the performance...
he was also watching what it *meant.*
Then a hand dropped on Ibara's shoulder—
and he froze.
His heart thundered...
not in fear...
but anticipation.
The hand was gentle—
and the voice low, familiar:
> "So... you found them too."
Ibara didn't turn.
But he knew.
**Eichi Tenshouin.**
fine's leader and star—
standing beside *Wataru Hibiki,*
*Tori Himemiya,*
*Yuzuru Fushimi.*
Then another voice from behind:
> "Hard not to,"
said **Hokuto Hidaka**, grinning beneath his hat,
Trickstar close behind: **Subaru, Makoto, Mao.**
Mitsuru Tenma of Ra*bits raised his drink (non-alcoholic):
> "That bond? You can't fake that."
And Shinobu Sengoku muttered through a smile:
### "They're louder than Nagumo..."**
Kanata Shinkai chuckled softly—eyes sharp with recognition:
> "No... they're just *realer.*"
Ibara finally turned—
and met Eichi's eyes.
*No masks.*
No smiles.
No facades.
Just silence...
... and a hundred unspoken words.
The world moved around them—
voices, laughter—
but they didn't move.
Then Eichi held out his hand.
For a moment—
Ibara hesitated.
Then *he* reached out too.
And their hands met.
In that single point of contact...
*Their own promise began.*
The crowd roared around them—
but the two idols stayed rooted in one another.
For once...
they saw further than stardom.
They saw past the music...
beyond the applause.
Eichi tightened his grip on Ibara's hand.
And Ibara—
who hid behind smiles for years—
*smiled.*
And he knew...
that he wasn't alone.
But even in that brief moment of *peace,*
a voice broke the silence.
A *rude* voice.
> "You gonna stand there all night—holding hands?"
Eichi didn't even look away.
> "Problem, Keito?"
From the shadows, **Keito Hasumi** stepped forward—
arms crossed,
eyes sharp like ice.
> "Just saying. You look like a couple at a bad drama."
But his smirk flickered—
just for a second.
Then **Kuro Kiryu** leaned in:
> "Let them be. Even stars need to orbit something."
And beside him, Souma Kanzaki adjusted his sunglasses:
> "Hmph. Romantic... but they should've sung louder."
Natsume from Switch raised an eyebrow:
> "Nah... soft was better this time."
Tsumugi giggled quietly:
"Like moonlight with *feeling.*"
Sora just sighed—
but smiled into his drink:
"Love songs are exhausting... when they're real."
Meanwhile—
Madara Mikejima stood on a bench (somehow), arm raised dramatically:
### "BEHOLD! The power of youth and passion has reached new heights tonight!"**
Esu groaned beneath him:
"Oh no..."
Kanna Natsu whispered with teary eyes:
"It's beautiful..."
Fuyume just smiled gently.
Raika Hojo chuckled in the back, arms folded:
> "Never thought I'd see legends move so quietly for one performance."
Even Hiiro Amagi of ALKALOID—cool as ever—
tipped his hat slightly:
> "...They made silence loud."
Suddenly—
a voice erupted from the middle of the crowd.
> **"MY BABIES!!"**
All heads turned.
There—tears streaming down his face, nose red, handkerchief flailing like a battle flag—
was **Koga Oogami.**
He stood on a bench,
**crying full force,**
one hand pressed to his chest,
the other pointing at the stage like a prophet witnessing heaven:
> **"THAT'S MY JUNIOR CLUB MEMBERS! THAT'S MY LIGHT MUSIC LEGACY!!!"**
Rei Sakuma side-eyed him:
"Must you scream?"
But Kaoru Hakaze quietly handed Koga another tissue.
Adonis muttered:
"He's embarrassing... but I respect it."
And then Koga *leapt*—not gracefully, but *fiercely*—into the air:
> "RAITO! TSUKKI! I'M SO PROUD!!! YOU FILLED THIS OLD PRESIDENT'S HEART WITH STARDUST AND TEARS!!"
People laughed.
Some cried too.
Even Ritsu Sakuma of Knights smirked into his collar:
"...Dramatic fool."
But Eichi simply nodded:
> "For once... he's not wrong."
And from the stage—
Raito *grinned*,
Tsukki *smiled*—
small, rare, but real—
> and together,
they blew a single **blow kiss** straight into the crowd.
It flew like a spark across the night...
and Koga?
He *froze.*
Tears welled again—bigger this time.
Then he clutched his chest, wobbled dramatically on the bench...
> "I'M—! I'M TOO EMOTIONAL TO LIVE!!"
...and collapsed backward into Rei Sakuma's arms like a tragic hero in a musical.
Rei:
"...Get off me."
But he didn't push him away.
And somewhere beneath all that noise and joy?
A quiet truth settled:
That night,
under fireworks and stars,
legends stood side by side—
not for fame or rivalry...
but to witness two hearts become one song. 🌙☀️💫
And in that space between?
Love was no longer silent.
It was **sung.**
The next morning—
**UNDEAD's dorm mailbox** creaked open with a faint *clunk.*
Inside?
A small, neatly wrapped package.
No name.
No return address.
Just a tag tied with red ribbon:
> "For the President who never let us fall.
> —Polar Opposites"
Koga snatched it first—dramatic gasp echoing down the hall:
> **"IT'S A SIGN FROM HEAVEN!"**
Rei rolled his eyes:
"It's probably fan mail."
But Koga tore it open anyway—
and froze.
Inside?
A photo tucked beneath:
Raito and Tsukki on stage last night,
mid-laugh,
blow kiss captured mid-air...
...*and in the background, Koga mid-sob,* tears flying like stardust.
The caption below read:
> "Our light started in your club.
Thank you for believing in us before anyone else."
Kaoru blinked.
Adonis looked away quickly.
Rei adjusted his collar—just slightly too fast.
And Koga?
He pressed the photo to his chest—
eyes glistening...
then suddenly screamed into the sky:
> **"I'M TOO LOVED!! I CAN'T TAKE IT!!"**
...and collapsed backward—again—
straight into Rei's arms.
Rei sighed:
> "You're heavy."
But he didn't let go.
And on Koga's wrist?
The sun-and-moon band stayed.
Worn every day after.
Because some bonds?
They don't need stages.
Just one package.
One photo.
One *thank you* from two quiet hearts who finally found their light...
...in the space between. 🌞🌙💌
Just as Koga calmed down and Adonis opened his mouth to ask what was in the box, the mailman returned.
There, tucked under his arm, was one last package.
This one? *Different.*
And *smaller.*
A crisp white envelope.
Addressed to none other than:
> **"Adonis, Kaoru, and Rei. From Raito and Tsukki."**
A shiver went down each of their spines.
A trio of voices spoke at once:
> **"...Open it."**
Hand shaking only slightly,
**Adonis** set the envelope on the counter.
No one moved.
Until Kaoru broke the silence.
> "Well? Open it *already."*
Rei cleared his throat:
"Hmph. Fine then. If the rest of you are too much of cowards, *I will."*
The words came casually, but everyone could feel the tension *crackle.*
And with two graceful, steady fingers—
Rei slit the envelope open.
With a single, delicate movement,
Rei pulled the card inside free.
It slid through the air,
then landed with a *thud* on the counter.
There on the front?
A single phrase...
> **"To the three who believed in us first"*
No fancy fonts.
No pretty pictures.
Just honest, handwritten words.
And for a moment,
all three were silent—
eyes skimming the words as if to make sure the world was still the same.
Then a smirk curled Kaoru's lips:
"Well? Not going to read it aloud, Rei?"
Rei rolled his eyes:
> "How lazy... You really want me to do everything today, don't you, Kaoru."
Kaoru grinned—
but a strange edge crept into his voice:
> "Just *read it*. Come on."
Without looking up,
Rei flicked open the letter.
> "As you wish... '**We understand there's still questions left between us. But after your club gave us the chance to prove we could shine on our own, we swore we'd only step forward if someone believed in our music... and for us, that always started with you three...***
The smirk fell from Kaoru's face instantly.
Adonis swallowed something in his throat:
"...Continue. Please."
It was the first time they could all remember hearing him *request* anything.
So Rei raised an eyebrow...
then did as he was asked.
> '**You taught us what it really meant to sing as a unit. You supported us when we were broken and silent...**
Kaoru's breath froze in his chest.
Adonis' mouth opened—then closed,
and he could only manage a nod.
Rei read on:
> **...and you never let us fall into the silence again'**
"And so,"
Rei continued, voice softer now—
almost reverent:
> **"We promise—from this day forward...**
>
> **No more hiding.**
>
> **No more half-truths.**
>
### 'Just like you, we'll sing only what's real.'"**
Silence.
Then Kaoru laughed—
not loud,
but warm,
eyes suspiciously bright:
> "Huh... So they're really growing up."
Adonis folded his arms—
but didn't hide the faintest smile.
> "Took them long enough."
And Rei?
He closed the letter gently...
placed it back in its envelope...
and slipped it into his inner jacket pocket—
where no one else could see.
But he *touched* it once—
just before turning away,
voice barely above a whisper:
### "...Good."
Koga ripped open the second box with the energy of a man reborn—
and froze.
Inside?
Four sleek, black wristbands—
each stitched with a single symbol in shimmering thread:
- **Sun & Moon** — *Polar Opposites' emblem.*
And beneath them?
A note written in Raito's bold scrawl and Tsukki's neat script:
> **"This is our first merchandise.**
>
> **Please wear it at our concerts next time.**
>
> **We want our first fans... to be part of the stage too."**
Koga gasped so hard he *shook*—
then immediately shoved one onto his wrist like a sacred relic.
> "IT'S A BONDING CEREMONY! I'M TREASURED!!"
Kaoru picked up his slowly—eyes unreadable,
then smirked as he fastened it:
> "Hmph. Not bad for rookies."
Adonis didn't say anything.
He just put his on.
Once.
For good.
Rei examined his—
held it between two fingers.
Silent.
The others watched, holding their breaths.
Then, without a word,
he slid it over his hand—
and tugged down his sleeve just enough to hide it...
**...but leave the edge visible.**
Koga pointed:
> "YOU'RE *HIDING IT BUT STILL WEARING IT??* THAT'S TRUE DEVOTION!"
Rei shot him a glare—
but didn't take it off.
And later that night?
In the quiet dark of his room,
Rei looked at the wristband one more time...
and whispered—so soft even he might've missed it:
### "...Idol unit... huh."**
A flicker of something warm passed through him.
Not pride.
Not approval.
Something deeper.
Because beneath cold glares and silent judgment?
Even UNDEAD's shadow had been warmed—just once—by twin light. 🌞🌙🖤
The next morning—
across the city,
in dorms, practice rooms, and backstage corners...
a quiet ripple began.
Boxes arrived.
Not flashy.
Not corporate.
Just simple packages—each tied with red ribbon,
bearing one message:
> "Our first step. We want you to be part of it."
Inside?
A single black wristband—
**stitched with the twin symbols of sun and moon.**
And a note in Raito's handwriting:
> "You saw us when we were still learning to shine.
Now... we want *you* to stand beside that light."
---
At **fine**, Eichi opened his silently—then slipped it on beneath his cuff without a word.
Wataru smiled, hanging his on his microphone stand:
> "Like an oath."
Tori whispered into his scarf:
> "...They remembered us?"
Yuzuru adjusted his earpiece—eyes soft:
> "Hmph. Bold move."
---
At **Trickstar**, Subaru raised it like a trophy:
> **"We've been blessed by baby stars!"**
Hokuto snorted—but wore it over his glove.
Makoto chuckled:
"Cute... but I'll keep it safe."
Mao smirked while tying it around his phone strap:
### "I like fans who think big."**
---
**RYUSEITAI?** Chaos met warmth.
Tetora screamed: **"WE GOT MERCH?! WE'RE OFFICIALLY FAMILY NOW!!"**
Midori sighed—then neatly fastened his:
"I suppose matching accessories aren't *too* childish."
Shinobu grumbled about branding—
but caught himself smiling at Chiaki's excited laugh.
Kanata just stared at the symbol—
then tucked it carefully into his breast pocket...
where hearts beat loudest. 💫
---
At ALKALOID, Hiiro studied the band calmly before placing it on stage during rehearsal—just behind where he stands—as if guarding their promise from afar.
Aira giggled: _"So cute!"_ while Mayoi quietly wore his every day after school hours; Tatsumi gave no comment—but practiced new choreo steps wearing only this and headphones that night...
Knights were silent as always...
But Tsukasa Suou found himself touching its edge mid-meeting;
Leo noticed—and gave him an approving nod unseen by others;
Izumi? He didn't speak... But later rewrote lyrics for their next single titled *"Between Stars."*
Even cold Ritsu Sakuma accepted—not proudly,
but gently—and let Arashi tease him about being "soft."
Ra*bits?
Tomoya blushed upon reading—"This is... unexpected?"
Nazuna said nothing... But started wearing black bands more often now too;
Mitsuru snapped photos saying *"Perfect fit!"*
and Hajime simply added another star emoji beneath Polar Opposites' social media post showing all idols who wore them together online under #SpaceBetweenUs 🌟
Switch posted screenshots instantly:
Sora typed:
_"So they're giving merch before even going official huh? How chaotic..."_
Natsume replied dryly via livestream chatbox:
*"Only ones bold enough to gift rivals first day out..."*
followed seconds later by Tsumugi's heart explosion GIF chain 💥💘
MaM?
Madara stood atop Tokyo Tower (not really) declaring through megaphone (also not really):
### "**THE AGE OF LEGENDARY CONNECTION HAS ARRIVED!!"**
While Esu groaned,
Kanna cried happy tears,
Fuyume smiled peacefully holding his wristband close,
and Raika Hojo nodded once —
respect earned not through power...
but sincerity 🫶✨
Because what Polar Opposites sent wasn't just merchandise...
It was an invitation:
To believe in something fragile.
Something real.
Something rising — not alone —
but together —
in the space between light and shadow,
idol and dreamer,
heart and heartbeat...
💫🫶🌞🌙🖤💫
The next day at COSMIC PRODUCTION—
the hallways buzzed with quiet anticipation.
Because Raito and Tsukki weren't sending packages this time.
They were coming in person.
---
With nervous energy and determined eyes,
Polar Opposites stood at the entrance of the main lounge,
each holding a small box lined with velvet fabric—
filled with black wristbands bearing sun-and-moon emblems.
And one by one...
their seniors turned to look.
---
First—**Eden.**
Nagisa raised a brow:
> "Well, well. The rookies came crawling?"
But Ibara stepped forward before he could tease further:
> "Shut up. Let 'em speak."
Raito took a breath—then bowed deep:
> "We... we wouldn't be here if you hadn't let us crash your rehearsal space every night."
Tsukki added quietly:
> "...You gave us silence when we needed it... and noise when we didn't want to fall quiet."
Jun—mask hiding his smile—but reached out first:
> "Tch. Don't make it weird... but yeah—I'll wear it."
Hiyori grinned: **"Just don't embarrass me at concerts!"** —but slipped his on immediately anyway.
Ibara didn't say much...
just held his for a second,
then tied it tight:
### "...Welcome to Eden's shadow."**
---
Then came **Valkyrie**, calm as moonlight on glass.
Shu sat still—but nodded once Raito met his eyes:
> "You sang without fear now."
That was all he said—
but Mika saw how Shu quietly unfolded the band...
and wrapped it around his microphone grip like sacred thread.
Mika smirked:
"Fine. But don't expect tears like Koga."
He wore two—for both hands—and winked at Tsukki:
### > "For balance."**
---
Next?
**2wink.**
Hinata blinked first, then looked away fast:
> "Wait—they brought *us* merch? We're not even that close!"
Yuta punched him lightly: **"Idiot! Take what you're given!"**
But Hinata did take it—carefully tying it around one finger before stuffing both hands in pockets, muttering something about *"not making promises..."*
Yuta just laughed and flung his around like a headband—
earning side-eye from everyone nearby... including himself later that night when he caught sight in mirror *still wearing* 😳
Still—he never took it off either way 🤭
---
Finally—the loud chaos of **Crazy:B!**
Rinne popped up first from behind couch cushions:
> "**ME FIRST!! I WANT THE SPARKLY ONE!!!**"
HiMERU sighed dramatically while fanning himself:
> "Oh please... do not tell me they've come to distribute *adoration*"...
...right before slipping one on under lace cuffs with an *"oh very well"* sigh 💋
Kohaku chuckled lowly:
> "Hah... So even babies wanna protect their elders now?"
Niki bounced into action:
> "**WE'RE A FAMILY NOW BABYYYY!!! GIMME FIVE WRISTBANDS!!"**
>
Kohaku tossed him only one.
>
"Nuh-uh," he said firmly.
>
"One is enough."
But Niki tied three over arm anyway using tape—"DIY edition!"
Yet through all the noise...
through laughter, sarcasm, fake resistance...
every single senior idol accepted them—
not as fans...
but as proof that something had changed inside COSMIC PRODUCTION too.*
The younger generation wasn't chasing them anymore...
They were standing beside them—in matching silence,
in shared light,
in unity no rival agency could replicate.*
And as Raito finally smiled—exhausted but happy—and Tsukki stood close beside him,
one truth echoed through halls once cold with competition:*_
🔹 From shadow comes light.*_ 🔸
🔹 From distance comes connection._ 🔹
🔸 And from two hearts afraid of losing each other?_ 🔸
🌟 Came an unbreakable constellation._ 🌟
Polar Opposites weren't just idols anymore._
They were bridges._
Wristbands gleamed under studio lights_
like stars newly named._
To be continued...