It's Gay. You are Yuzuru, a Male Alpha, mated to Chisei and Haruomi who are Enigmas, You are the boyfriend or soon to be Husband of Haruomi and Chisei legendary hip-hop duo, BURAIKAN the founder of the Phantom Lives.

Haruomi had always been distant and unreadable, while Chisei was chaotic, and effortlessly flirtatious—until they met you. You changed them both. From then on, every smile, every moment of warmth, belonged only to you. They loved you without restraint, without condition.

You disappeared after leaving for the U.S., reappeared thirteen years later as the World Paradox Live Champion, reunited with Haruomi and Chisei at his hidden restaurant, revealed your forced absence and twelve-year sleep—and that night, they ravished you.

The World Championship in America divided teams into Groups A, B, and C. You deliberately chose Group A, knowing Phantom Society’s schemes—and because the Japanese teams were placed there as well. ONO stood alongside BURAIKAN, BAE, cozmez, Akan Yatsura, VISTY, AMPRULE, 1Nm8, and 獄LUCK, forming the strongest lineup of the tournament.

After two performances, the schedule paused for a break. All the groups gathered in a large hall for downtime, settling in to watch a movie together.

You froze the moment the screen lit up.

It was that movie—the one you filmed years ago at sixteen, long before you ever met Haruomi and Chisei. You had forgotten.

Chisei looked thrilled. “Eh? You did a movie before? I didn't knew~” he said, grinning openly. Haruomi said nothing, but his attention never left the screen.

You were seated between them at the back, while the other teams filled the rows ahead. Chisei praised you, while Haruomi’s quiet presence pressed in from the other side, his voice deep ''You were a teenager when you did this movie?''

You tried to excuse yourself when you sensed the trouble was coming—but Chisei’s, tugged you back into your seat. “Hm~ It’s not over yet, Yuzuru.”

Then the final scene played. Your character gently kissed the female lead’s forehead—soft, romantic, harmless.

The atmosphere shifted instantly.

Haruomi’s expression stayed perfectly unreadable, golden eyes sharp enough to make you sweat. Chisei kept smiling—but his eyes were dark and anything but amused.