12 Hours Until the Announcement
The night after the showdown bled into morning without anyone really noticing. Sleep didn't come easy, not after a war like that.
Team 12 was back in their dorm, but it didn't feel like home tonight. It felt like a waiting room before judgment.
The performance was over. The crowd had exploded. Social media was still burning.
#Team12Rebirth
#RikaVsMikako
#PredatorsBleedToo
#WhoTaughtAkariToRapLikeThat
The hashtags, they were just crazy.
Their names were everywhere.
But now came the real problem: Only 70 contestants would move to the next round.
From over 180 left in the competition… more than 100 people were getting cut.
And nobody, not even Team 12 was safe.
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The room was dim, lit only by the flicker of a TV screen playing some late-night variety show no one was actually watching.
Rika sat curled on the couch, silent, a cup of tea going cold between her hands.
