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"Is it working?" asked Valt, checking the mic as he tapped onto it. He cleared his voice and said: "Now?". After getting a thumbs up from his coach, he sang the song "We always been together my love" he said in a low voice, keyword: said, without any interest making his coach annoyed of his behavior "Do it again! We need some enjoyable voice here, not rap" said the coach. Valt didn't say a word as he sang but a new song instead

"We were speeding together, Down the dark avenues"

The coach kept silent, listening to the his singing

"But besides all the stardom
All we got was blues"

Valt kept on singing with a new interest making the coach give a thumbs up as the music started

"🎶But through all the sorrow
We were riding high🎶"

"🎶And the truth of the matter is
I never let you go, let you go 🎶"

The drums went in with the sinc as the guitar played with it, making it sound like a 80s song but it wasn't at this point

"🎶We were scanning the cities
Walking to greater dues
But besides all the glamour
All we got was bruised
But through all the sorrow
We were riding high
And the truth of the matter is
I had to let you go, let you go🎶"

"🎶You go down just like Holy Mary
Mary on a, Mary on a cross
Not just another Bloody Mary
Mary on a, Mary on a cross🎶"

"🎶If you choose to run away with me
I will tickle you internally
And I see nothing wrong with that
We were searching for reasons
To play by the rules
But we quickly found
It was just for fools
And after all the sorrow
We'll be riding high
And the truth of the matter is
I'll never let you go, let you go 🎶"

"🎶You go down just like Holy Mary
Mary on a, Mary on a cross
Not just another Bloody Mary
Mary on a, Mary on a
You go down just like Holy Mary
Mary on a, Mary on a cross
Your beauty never ever scared me
Mary on a, Mary on a cross🎶"

"🎶If you choose to run away with me
I will tickle you internally
And I see nothing wrong with that
Nothing wrong with that
(Mary on a, Mary on a cross)
Nothing wrong with that
(Mary on a, Mary on a cross)
Mary on a, Mary on a cross🎶"

Valt finished singing with a small smile and the other was impressed with the song but. "You wrote this song?" asked the coach. Valt didn't answer it but instead looked away. "You are the singer here and here, our company owns you that means this song is also owned by them" said the coach getting up from their seat. Valt didn't mutter a word just looking down "This is a nice song, don't let it go to the waste... You can do more better but if this song gets in the hands of the boss then he will never let you own your talent. After all.. He already took away your singing talent" said the coach, he patted Valt's back before he left the room.

Valt looked down in silent remembering why he is here. He isn't here just because he wanted to sing. He is here, working off the debts his family left for him. And he had no other choice as well when the company noticed his talent of singing. His coach understood his problem but they, themself is here to pay the debts of their own. The musicians looked at each other before they went on, doing their own work, which is practicing their talents more, Valt sighed, having no hope, he went to his piano and started to practice as well.

Soon after the practice he have some work left which is the paparazzi. Something he hates. The creepy stalkers never let him live a peaceful life but after he came into the company, he didn't even had the time to deal with them. He worked daily, night and day, morning and evening, sun set and rise, after noon and lunch, hi is daily routine, basically every day and everytime without a holiday.

He looked at the music sheet and started to practice more with it

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After a long day of practice, he was asked to come and meet the boss in his office. He walked in the silent yet big hallway, with only his shoes clapping the floor. After a while of walking, he reached the office door and knocked on it. He heard a faint come in as he opened the door to see a trio haired coloured man, standing beside the huge window where the whole city was visible to his eyes with a glass of wine. He greeted Valt and asked him to take a seat. Valt did so, obediently as he looked at the man's moving figure. Valt kept silent, not knowing what to say in this awkward time but the man brought another glass of wine and kept it on top of the desk "Please have this drink on my regards Mr Aoi" he said. The man's voice almost sounded pleasing but Valt knew better that it is mixed with venom. Hesitantly, Valt toom the glass and took a small sip of it and the next thing the man did made Valt shocked.

The man took a paper out and kept it on the desk with his glass of wine. "You sang a song in the practice room right? I want to own the rights of it" said the man with an amused smile. Valt gulped and tried to say something but each word made it hard for him to speak. The man took the glass of wine from Valt and poured another drink, and gave it to him, forcing him humbly to drink. Without having a choice and the awkward moment made Valt tense as he drank it. The man then said: "Then just sign this paper. It is written that whatever you say, sing or own is all the company, which is my property from now on. Even the simplest words that you sing or say in this building are owned by me". Valt didn't say a word and without hesitation, he took a pen out with shaky hands and signed the paper.

The man grinned "Now thank you for having a drink with me Mr Aoi, it's a pleasure to deal with you. It's always have been and will be"said the man. Valt didn't say a word as he got up with his hands, pulling his hair and turning it into a mess. The chair that he was sitting on fell as Valt, trembling, kept it in it's place and bowed down. With out wasting any time, he moved out of the office, immediately wanting this sick feeling to be away.

The man looked at the door that Valt went out, and took a remote and turned on the large TV in front of him, revealing all the singer's rooms and their practice rooms. And all the parts of the buildings. It even had the spy cameras that was set in the body guards of the singers.

The man truly had the control.. Control over everything and everyone. He playfully took a pen out and took a file out, which had the one and only popular idol, Valt Aoi's name. He wrote something on the file and sled his assistant to come.

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