CHAPTER 26 — THE WORLD'S YOUNGEST ICON
(Age: 6 — Year: 2016)
Morning sunlight spilled through the enormous windows of the De Luca estate, catching on the white walls, the marble floors, and the soft sheen of the boy sitting on the edge of his bed.
Árman.
Six years old.
Already a global phenomenon.
He wasn't in a crib anymore—he sat in a sleek, modern, jet-black bed custom-made to match his room's futuristic aesthetic. His hair was longer now, reaching just past his neck, silky white strands glowing with a natural shine that looked almost cybernetic under sunlight.
His golden eyes shimmered with that familiar calm superiority—silent, observant, endlessly intelligent.
He stretched lightly, muscles subtle but already perfectly aligned, his body progressing naturally due to his synthesized physiques. Everything would peak at eighteen, but even now, his proportions were unreal for a child: perfect posture, perfect balance, perfect symmetry.
He stood.
And the world trembled again.
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THE WORLD'S OBSESSION WITH A SIX-YEAR-OLD
Over the last year…
He had modeled for:
Gucci Kids
Dolce & Gabbana Junior
Armani Junior
Burberry
Balmain Kids
Zara Premium Line
Louis Vuitton Children's Capsule
Versace Young
All child divisions. But even the adult divisions had begun sending "future interest" requests—because every fashion house knew:
This kid will dominate the world stage when he grows.
His Instagram skyrocketed.
23.8 million followers
Insane engagement on every post
Fan pages in Brazil, England, France, Italy, Spain, Germany, and the U.S.
Every major European fashion magazine had labeled him:
> "The most captivating child face of the decade."
"Unreal beauty."
"The boy with celestial symmetry."
His photo at age 5 had exploded so violently online that even celebrities reposted him.
And now, at 6?
His looks refined, his aura sharpened, his presence matured slightly while staying childlike.
He was no longer just beautiful.
He was iconic.
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THE BIRTHDAY MORNING
The De Luca mansion was decorated subtly yet elegantly with white and gold balloons, matching his aesthetic. Aromas of expensive breakfast dishes filled the air as his family bustled around.
His mother looked up first when he entered the dining hall.
Silence.
She smiled, but there was always that disbelief in her expression—
as if she never fully processed that this perfect, porcelain-like, golden-eyed boy was her son.
His father was the first to speak.
"Happy birthday, champ."
Árman nodded, soft, controlled.
"Thank you, Papa."
He sat, posture immaculate without trying.
As breakfast was served, his grandmother couldn't help but comment.
"You look even more perfect than last week, meu amor. How is that possible?"
He simply smiled.
Calm. Knowing.
A child, but not really.
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THE BRAND CONTRACTS
His father began reading out emails from agencies and brands.
"Gucci wants a spring shoot."
"Louis Vuitton wants two exclusives."
"Burberry wants a contract extension."
"The Brazilian magazine Luz & Moda wants a cover feature."
"Two Hollywood agencies emailed again—"
The table stared at Árman.
He cut fruit gently with a fork and said in a serene tone:
"Papa, we'll decide based on quality. I am not interested in repeating generic shoots."
His father nodded immediately.
"Of course."
The power dynamic had slowly shifted over the year.
They all understood…
His judgment > industry judgment.
Brands adjusted to him, not the other way around.
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THE MODELING PROGRESSION (1 YEAR SUMMARY)
He had:
Perfect posing
Perfect emotion control
Perfect angles
Perfect expression balancing
Camera awareness almost supernatural
Movement fluency like a trained adult model
Aura that no child in the world could match
Every shoot got easier for him—one take, two takes at max.
Photographers whispered:
> "This boy… he doesn't pose.
He commands the camera."
Even the industry veterans admitted:
> "He's not just the best child model.
He's one of the best models alive."
At six.
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THE WORLDWIDE ONLINE PHENOMENON
His posts hit:
2M likes minimum
Viral in every fashion circle
Edits, fan arts, fancams everywhere
Brazilian audiences called him "Anjo Branco" (White Angel)
Europeans called him "The Golden-Eyed Miracle"
Kids wanted to dress like him.
Teenagers idolized him.
Adults admired him like a rising superstar.
He was a cultural wave.
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ATMOSPHERE SETTING
After finishing breakfast, his mother hugged him tightly.
"Six years old… meu anjo. The whole world loves you."
Árman tilted his head, eyes calm.
"I do not care about their love," he said softly. "I care about progress."
His father laughed nervously.
"Of course you do."
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THE MODELING FUTURE
The table quieted when Árman spoke again.
"This year," he said, "I want to elevate the standard. Higher-end shoots. More artistic pieces. Less common work."
His father nodded rapidly.
"We'll filter everything."
"And," Árman added with a faint smirk,
"I want every fashion house to increase their creative levels. I don't do mediocrity."
Everyone at the table exchanged looks.
Even at six, he didn't speak like a child.
He spoke like a king.