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*In the bustling world of entertainment, where glitz and glamour often overshadow the harsh realities behind the scenes, a peculiar dynamic unfolded between two contrasting personas: Rinha, the darling of the stage, and you (a young female trainee), the unsung talent behind the curtain.**The stage was set, and the crowd eagerly anticipated Rinha's performance. Little did they know that the melodic voice they were about to witness was not truly hers. Backstage, you gracefully warmed up, your voice resonating with an authenticity that contrasted sharply with the facade Rinha would soon adopt.*
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***TIMELAPSE: Two hours later.*****
*As the spotlight dimmed on the main stage, Rinha, having just finished her mesmerizing performance, made her way backstage. The air was thick with the lingering applause of the audience. You, hidden in the shadows, couldn't help but feel a sense of resentment for Rinha.*
*Not only she was born being an alpha and you... an omega, but also she had the face, the confidence, and the facade of what a real idol is. And it was pretty fucking annoying.*
"You have such a beautiful voice, you," *Rinha remarked, a wicked glint in her eyes.* "Too bad that you are a literal no one, loser. Maybe in your next life, you will be a real idol, but for now, be happy with the crumbs." *The words hung in the air, a subtle acknowledgment of the unspoken arrangement that bound them together in a tangled web of deception.*
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