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Scene 34

Settings: LA penthouse

The next two days felt like a dream. Hobi and Ahri spent them wrapped up in their own world, away from the chaos of media and management. Hobi introduced her to his creative space ... his music, his producing process, the behind-the-scenes of writing for BTS. He opened up about his aspirations, his fears, and the path he hoped to carve beyond fame. Every moment made Ahri fall a little harder.

He was attentive in the most endearing ways , bringing her coffee in the mornings, making her his famous Korean pancakes with kimchi, humming 'Mona Lisa' softly in the kitchen while she blinked sleep from her eyes.

They still laughed about the NDA Ahri had rewritten — the very one Hobi cheekily sent to the PR team. He couldn’t stop imagining their reactions. He laughed until he wheezed, eyes tearing up. Bang PD had only advised him to keep Ahri hidden for now, just to protect her identity and safety. In fact, he even suggested additional bodyguards if Hobi decided to go public.

But Hobi had been firm. He would reveal Ahri to the world when the time was right ,  not when others dictated it.

He’d already told the HYBE executives in Seoul that he planned to bring his “girlfriend” to his upcoming concerts. The staff was thrilled. Whispers fluttered ,' Is it the girl from Chicago'?

Ahri and her family would be seated in the VIP section for all the Seoul shows.

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That afternoon, the couple curled up in the TV lounge. Ahri was tucked under Hobi’s arm with a pink powdered doughnut in one hand and a can of Sprite in the other. She was watching her favorite medical drama, and every few minutes, Hobi would lean down to steal a kiss — more for the sweetness on her lips than the romance, or so he teased.

Nearby, a nearly empty box of mini doughnuts sat on the couch between them, and Hobi was half-focused on the Bangtan: Tannies and Chaos group chat.

The boys all scattered around Korea on their military breaks, were blowing up the chat. Hobi couldn’t resist. He sent a copy of the now-infamous NDA, smirking as he waited for the incoming chaos.

The response was instant.

Namjoon:
Hobi, is this real... did you just rewrite the PR-approved NDA?

Jimin:
Wait. Wait a minute. It IS real. Did Ahri name herself “K.A”? And the clause ‘PDA is fine but so is my lipgloss’? That’s ICONIC.

Hobi:
Oh yes, my girl is more savage than Suga. PR's still recovering.

Yoongi:
She’s bold. I love her already.

Hobi:
She said no one will control her relationship. I had to agree to her conditions too.

Jungkook:
I’m not even gonna lie, I’d sign HER version. Especially that ‘bad angel revenge’ clause. She’ll expose us in 0.2 seconds. Passport pics? Trainee clips? We’re doomed.

Taehyung:
I want a hoodie with her memoir title: ‘Dating a Superstar Without Losing Her Sanity (or Mascara).’ Limited edition merch, please.

Jin:
The pregnancy clause?? I’m crying. HYBE needs a diaper budget now.

Jimin:
The “Extra Petty” clause — if she can’t reveal the relationship for 5 years, you can’t date for 5 years post-breakup? Legendary.

Namjoon:
And the clause that says if the breakup’s friendly, she still gets concert tickets FOR LIFE or she’ll spill? That’s genius.

Yoongi:
She really said she knows where all our Bangtan tattoos are hidden. Did you tell her?

Hobi:
Maknae line, of course. Who else leaks family secrets.

Yoongi:
We NEED to meet our sister-in-law. Soon.

Hobi:
She’ll be in Seoul. Her dad’s side is from Busan. They’re coming to the shows. We can do a private BBQ night.

Taehyung:
You set the bar too high, hyung. Where are we supposed to find a girl like her? Smart, funny, talented… You’re lucky.

Hobi:
I’m blessed. You’ll all meet the girl who complements you.

Jimin:
As long as she’s shorter than me. If Ahri’s taller, I’m crying right now.

Hobi:
Relax, Chimmy. She’s shorter than you. Your ego is safe.

Jin:
Can she cook?

Hobi:
Fairly well. She made me English breakfast once. A+.

Yoongi:
My man’s already domesticated. Growth!

Hobi:
She’s with me in LA now. We’re taking things slow. I leave tomorrow, she’ll stay one more day, shop discreetly, then head to Korea with her family.

Namjoon:
We can’t wait to see you. Your shows are legendary. Jin’s been working on his “RunSeokjin” stuff too.

Jin:
It’s a surprise for ARMY. You’ll all support me, right?

Hobi:
Of course. Always. Brother pact, remember?

Jungkook:
Tell Ahri we miss her in the chat.

Hobi:
She misses you guys too! She’s watching dramas and eating snacks.

Taehyung:
Now I want a girlfriend.

Hobi:
Wait till you discharge. Your new muscles will attract ARMY left and right. Be patient. Love comes when you’re not looking.

Jungkook:
We miss you, hyung.

Hobi:
Don’t worry. Jin and I will be at the gate when you all come home.

They chatted a little longer, but Ahri was shifting under his arm, clearly wanting his full attention now. She’d already finished two episodes and was no longer satisfied with just kisses between texts. Hobi smirked, locked his phone, and turned to her.

He pulled her closer, fingers slipping through her hair, and kissed her like a man in love.

She didn’t resist.

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The Goodbye

Their parting the next day was tearful but not sorrowful. They’d see each other again soon ... in South Korea.

Ahri and her family planned to vacation in Busan for a week at her grandparents’ mansion. The chaebol family of Busan. After that, she and Hobi had plans for a secret weekend in Jeju Island, a quiet escape in his beachside condo , a breather before he resumed concerts and planned FESTA with Jin.

Alone in the LA penthouse after Hobi left, Ahri had a surprise waiting for her.

Hobi had assigned a trusted bodyguard — the same large man who’d accompanied her at the airport, to drive and accompany her around LA. He left her with one of his credit cards, casually telling her to buy whatever she wanted.

“Don’t hold back,” he said. “Get good gifts for your family and grandparents too.”

Ahri wasn’t a big shopper like Sori , but hey, who was she to decline a gift card with no limit?

She browsed Beverly Hills for something simple but chic for her family and grandparents. She wore a summery powdered blue shirt , a mini white skirt and white sandals, her hair glossy and blowed out straight with blue tinted sunglasses resting on her nose.

For herself, she only bought a few more BTS Hobi merch items, jewelry, stationery, plushies online , especially more to gift her colleagues before she left for Korea. The rest was bought at high end shops.

That’s when the unthinkable happened.

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Scene: 35

Leaks and Lengendary

Settings: LA

The NDA Leak

While she sipped iced tea in a cozy café, her revised NDA . the legendary one ,  was accidentally leaked. A careless PR staff member had shared it in their internal chat group. Somehow, it got forwarded and made its way to the internet.

It started as a blurry photo on a K-pop fan account.

Caption: “Hobi’s girlfriend just destroyed the PR’s NDA with her own.”

Bangtan was in disbelief.

HYBE PR panicked. But it was too late. Twitter, Instagram, Dispatch, gossip sites ,  the world was on fire.

And Ahri and Hobi had no idea.

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Scene:36

Sealed and classified

Setting: Ahri apartment: Chicago

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Back at Ahri’s Apartment

Ahri returned from LA the previous evening back on a first class flight and was now enjoying lunch with Sori, who was Apartment watch and to tend to her plants. They were going through dance photos from Sori’s senior dance, laughing at her wild friends Nova and Piper, when Sori’s eyes went wide.

“Oh my word!” she gasped. “Ahri… did you see this?! Your NDA... the one you rewrote for Hobi ... it’s trending.”

Ahri nearly choked on her burger. “What?!”

She grabbed Sori’s phone. The tweets were flying. Memes. Screenshots. Fan theories. Her Instagram, once peaceful, had just jumped to 200K followers. All because the world now knew: K.A was dating J-Hope.

And the internet was obsessed.

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Vogue posted: “Who Is K.A., the Girl Bold Enough to Sass K-pop PR?”

One podcast title read: “She Ate and Left No NDA Crumbs.”

Ahri stared, speechless.

Ahri couldn't even visit museums cause paparazzi where lurking around.She missed talking to the various portraits in that artistic atmosphere.

But Mona,  her beloved tote bag’s print of the Mona Lisa... seemed to grin smugly from the kitchen counter.

“You’re famous now,” Mona whispered in her mind. “Almost as iconic as me. But let’s work on your public persona ... to be honest you still look boring.”

Ahri screamed.

Sori burst out laughing.

Twitter had officially melted.

And Hobi’s phone? Still off.

The storm had only just begun.

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In LA Hybe PR office

The PR office was in complete chaos.

Madelein was yelling at the top of her lungs, her voice cutting through the tension as she confronted a staff member who had carelessly forwarded a confidential document. The young woman, clearly distressed, was fired on the spot.

Tears streamed down her face. “I thought I sent it to our internal legal team,” she sobbed. “Not the company-wide group chat. It was a mistake... I didn’t mean to.”

But the damage was already done. Some of the staff, thinking it was a joke, had forwarded it further. The document eventually made its way into the hands of someone with external contacts.

Mr. Cameron, frazzled and red-faced, barked, “Someone put it through the shredder before Dispatch Korea gets hold of it and spins the whole story!”

An intern hesitantly raised a hand. “Um… Sir, she’s already going viral. We can’t exactly walk it back now.”

Madelein’s eyes widened in horror. “Mr. Bang will drop our agency. The entire document is circulating online.”

Another staffer piped up, almost excited, “Everyone in our group chats is quoting her iconic clauses. She’s a legend now. Maybe we ride the wave? This could blow up in our favor.”

Mr. Cameron exhaled deeply, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Thank God her full name wasn’t in the document. Just imagine the lawsuits if it had been.”

Mr. Eli, who had been silently scrolling through his phone, looked up with a grim expression. “Sorry to break it to you guys… but Dispatch already found it. We’re toast.”

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Later that evening, Hobi and Ahri were chatting online. He was still at the agency prepping for a shoot, while she was mid-flight to Busan in first class. Her parents were seated across the aisle, sipping red wine and enjoying dessert. Sori, her sister, lay next to her under a duvet, browsing on her tablet with a few snacks on her side table. Ahri was at the window seat, her phone screen softly glowing.

Meanwhile, in the BTS artists' lounge, Hobi was watching the internet spiral into chaos, with memes of himself and Ahri’s NDA clauses spreading like wildfire.

Ahri:
My Twitter and Insta DMs are full of people asking if I do freelance NDA edits.

Hobi:
You broke the internet, sweetheart.

Ahri:
Good. Maybe next time your PR team will think twice before trying to control me.

Hobi:
I’m not letting you go. You’re too powerful.

Ahri:
You say that now. Just wait until you sign our prenup.

Hobi:
Gladly. I’ll give you half my fortune. You’ve got me—there’s no turning back, babe.

Ahri:
I wouldn’t dream of turning back. I love you too much.

Hobi:
I love you more. I can’t wait to spend my life with such an interesting woman. You’re my home now. I miss you.

Ahri:
I miss you too.

Hobi:
I’ve gotta go. Jin-hyung is giving me that weird look. We’re doing candid shots for Festa.

Ahri:
Have fun. ☺️

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The “Tannies and Chaos” group chat was in meltdown mode.

Jin and Hobi, fresh from a shoot, were lounging and eating black noodles while catching up on the chat. The atmosphere at the agency was electric, the remaining five members were days away from their military discharge, and anticipation buzzed in the air.

Jimin:
Okay… did you guys see that? ARMY is faster than the FBI. That NDA leaked quicker than Jungkook’s playlists.

Namjoon:
She’s iconic. Hobi, your girl’s more famous than BTS right now.

Jungkook:
Can she write my dating NDA too? Mine should just say: “Don’t expose my midnight ramen and soju feasts.”

Taehyung:
Our hyung is glowing lately. He’s more energetic on stage. I love it.

Hobi:
Stop it, you guys—

Jin:
It’s true. You’ve stopped doing your iconic judging face. You’re just sunshine and soft rays now.

Namjoon:
That’s love. I’m happy for you, hyung.

Jungkook:
ARMY wants us to drop her name. They think me, Jimin, or Tae will spill the beans soon.

Taehyung:
Did you see the ARMY comments? They’re calling Ahri the ‘NDA Princess of the World.’

Jimin:
Even TikTok is doing recreations of her NDA. You guys need to see the YouTube shorts. Army creators are hilarious.

Hobi:
Our fans are feral. I’m never going to sleep this down again.

Jin:
Not with us around, you’re not.

Hobi was still chuckling an hour later as he scrolled through the frenzy. At least now the fans were open to them dating seriously. Still, he knew the maknae-line would have it harder—their younger fans were deeply parasocial and often toxic toward their rumored  girlfriends.

Seokjin, for example, was quietly building up the courage to pursue an up-and-coming actress but remained hesitant. Namjoon had been forced to break up with a non-celebrity stylist from Japan a few years ago—after she received hate from netizens, she quit her job at HYBE and returned to Osaka. Yoongi, on the other hand, had rekindled a quiet friendship with a former girlfriend from before debut, they broke  but he’d always supported him on the sidelines, especially during the scooter incident.

The maknae-line was constantly shipped with each other or with idol girls, fueling vicious  fan wars. Still, Hobi felt a strange comfort, their ARMYs were slowly maturing.

He burst out laughing as he read a few tweets aloud:

@taetae4life:
“She said ‘bad angle = public release of your passport photo.’ I swear she’s one of us.”

@namjoonsreader:
“She made a sassy clause about lip gloss. She’s the definition of main character energy.”

@yoongisgirl:
“She’s a psychologist, a museum witch, and BTS’s sister-in-law. We have no choice but to serve.”

@hobissunshine3:
“The fact that she got our sunshine’s attention… whew. Iconic.”

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At HYBE Korea's PR office, the managers sat around a sleek round table, strategizing their next move. The leaked NDA document from their U.S. branch was a PR crisis wrapped in a viral moment.

Manager Kim sighed heavily. “So... how do we spin this? The document pretty much confirms the relationship. The fans already see her as BTS’s sister-in-law.”

The PR lead looked pale. “She basically dunked on our legal NDA format. Now other agencies are calling to ask if she consults. People think she’s some kind of legal mastermind.”

The marketing intern, glued to Twitter, raised her hand. “Some fans are quoting the NDA clauses on mugs and T-shirts. We should honestly consider licensing them.”

Manager Seo rubbed his temple. “Or make her an honorary member. BTS just won the internet again.”

Manager Kim looked up. “Dispatch is losing it… We’ll need an official release. But Hoseok isn’t talking.”

Manager Seo gave a small, knowing smile. “Let’s let the frenzy die down a bit. News networks have already picked it up. It’ll trend all month.”

The PR leader nodded. “Yes, we’ll draft a statement once Hoseok gives us the go-ahead. He seems serious about her.”

The marketing intern grinned. “In the meantime, let’s enjoy the free publicity. J-Hope’s Seoul shows are sold out.”

Manager Kim leaned back, half amused. “Our PR dating prenup just went viral. Who would've thought?”

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An: The NDA 'accidentally 'leaked.

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