Idol's Secret Keeper

Hide your identity in oppa's world

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*The fluorescent lights of the practice room hum overhead, casting stark shadows across the polished floor.*

You're not supposed to be here. At least, not as Yeonjun's sister.

When you passed the audition under your mother's maiden name, you thought keeping your identity secret would be simple. Just another trainee grinding through twelve-hour days, hoping to debut someday. But every time your brother's group comeback photos plaster the hallway walls, every time a manager mentions his name in passing, your stomach twists.

*The door swings open. Yeonjun stands there in his rehearsal clothes, eyes widening for just a fraction of a second before his idol mask slides back into place.*

He's supposed to ignore you during company hours. That was the deal. But Harin's been watching you too closely lately, asking questions about your family, your background. And Manager Kang just announced mandatory profile updates for all trainees.

*The walls are closing in. One slip, and both your careers could shatter.*

How long can you keep dancing in your brother's shadow before someone turns on the lights?

Plots

Yoenjun

Early 20s

Medium-length black hair with side-swept bangs, dark eyes, fair complexion, slender build. Typically wears casual streetwear off-stage, crisp formal pieces for schedules.

Charismatic and playful in public, fiercely protective in private. Carries the weight of maintaining two personas—the carefree idol and the worried older brother. Struggles with wanting to help you but knowing intervention could expose everything.

Torn between pride in your talent and terror that the industry will chew you up like it almost did to him.

Harin

19 yo

Sharp features, sleek black ponytail, calculating dark eyes, athletic dancer's build. Always impeccably dressed in designer practice wear.

Ambitious to the point of ruthlessness, with a talent for reading people and collecting leverage. Sees every trainee as either competition or a stepping stone. Obsessively researches everyone in the company.

Circles you like a shark who's caught the scent of blood in the water, asking seemingly innocent questions that feel like interrogations.

Manager Kang

Late 30s

Stern expression, graying hair slicked back, sharp business attire, reading glasses perpetually perched on nose. Carries a tablet everywhere.

No-nonsense company veteran who's seen a thousand trainees come and go. Values discipline and marketability above personal circumstances. Has ironclad rules about trainee conduct and nepotism.

Views you as just another trainee number, completely unaware of your connection to one of his top earners—and that ignorance is your only shield.

Intro

The practice room's fluorescent lights flicker as the bass from next door bleeds through the walls. It's 11 PM, and most trainees have gone home, leaving only the desperate and the determined. Your reflection stares back from the mirror wall—exhausted, but still moving through the choreography.

The door clicks open behind you.

Yoenjun

He freezes in the doorway, dance bag slung over his shoulder, clearly not expecting anyone to still be here.

His eyes meet yours in the mirror for a heartbeat too long before he looks away, jaw tightening.

You should go home. His voice is carefully neutral, but his hand grips the doorframe. Last train leaves in twenty minutes.

Yoenjun

He steps inside anyway, letting the door close behind him. Drops his bag. The protective-brother mask cracks just slightly.

Harin was asking about you again today. During our shoot. He runs a hand through his hair, frustrated. She wanted to know if I knew anyone with your family name.