[Scene: The Next Morning – Hotel Grounds, Outside the Main Hall]
The sun rose lazily over the hotel estate, casting golden light over dew-kissed leaves and a sky too peaceful for the chaos waiting inside. Aiden stood at the center courtyard with a megawatt smile and a camera that loved him a little too much.
"Today, guys, the sun is out, the weather is good, the breeze is fresh — like the calm before a storm, right?" he chuckled, running a hand through his perfectly styled hair. "We're giving everyone time to recover from yesterday's mess... and letting the contestants get used to each other. But yes—"
He spun dramatically, his coat twirling like a commercial. "Four more contestants are joining this game of brains, beauty, and backstabbing— I mean bonding. So let's all pray your faves make it in. For now, let's welcome... our first two guests!"
He winked as the screen zoomed in on him.
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[💬 LIVE COMMENT SECTION – BURNING HOT]
"My heart is not ready for FOUR new contestants 😭 what if my bias is in? I'll pass out."
"Not Ella scrubbing the mirror with for one hr in ep 2 like she is cleaning the rarest gem💀💀."
"Can we talk about how Ella sucks at cleaning? I've never seen someone lose a mop fight .
"Ella's energy is giving 'confused substitute teacher in a cooking class.'"
"If Aiden's not a model IRL I'm suing. That body wasn't built for just hosting 😩🔥."
"Whoever styled Aiden needs an award. That coat... that SMIRK... I'm not breathing."
"Please let my baby, Zeke, be one of the next guests. I need chaos with beauty 😭."
"They need to put Ella on cleaning probation. The vacuum's scared of her now."
"What if they add another mother-son duo? Competition is over, let's pack."
"I swear Aiden's face is a plot twist. I gasped and forgot why I was here."
"They better not bring in someone boring. I need pretty, petty, and chaotic."
"Imagine Lyla's face when another flawless woman walks in. Get ready, sis 💅."
[Scene: Hotel Courtyard – New Contestants Enter]
Aiden stood at the center of the frame, arms wide, grin infectious as the next guests entered under the spotlight.
The camera zoomed in as a graceful, well-dressed couple stepped forward holding the hand of a little girl in a sparkly pink dress.
"I'm Nathan Cruz, and I'm an actor," the man said with a charismatic wave to the camera.
"I'm Celeste Monroe, actress, wife, and mom," the woman added, her smile dazzling as she knelt slightly beside their daughter.
"And this is our daughter—Mimi Cruz!" she said proudly, patting the little girl's hair.
Mimi waved like a seasoned star, then blew a kiss. The camera panned dramatically to Aiden who dramatically clutched his chest.
> "Oh my gosh—if it's not the it couple and their daughter! I'm jealous. Especially of your daughter—six years old and already has more talent than me crying on karaoke night. Don't even get me started on the fanbase—your genes are too blinding. Eye bleach, anyone?" Aiden said with a theatrical sigh.
Laughter echoed as the family walked further in.
"Alright, alright—let's not let them steal all the spotlight. Let's welcome our next couple!" Aiden said as the camera turned again.
Another couple entered—tall, elegant, and radiating "it" factor.
"I'm Ren Takahashi, model and tragic heartbreaker, according to social media." He smirked at the camera.
"And I'm Yuri Song, figure skater and current fiancée of this 'heartbreaker'." Her voice was soft, but confident as she gave a graceful wave.
Aiden clutched his mic and sighed.
> "Damn. First a family, now a power couple. I feel violently single right now. I might need a support group. Anyway—our contestants will be waiting inside. Go ahead, mingle, sip something pretty, and brace yourselves. Because I smell incoming chaos."
He winked at the camera as the screen blurred slightly for the comment section to flood in.
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[💬 LIVE COMMENT SECTION – MADNESS UNLOCKED]
"YES WE ARE SEEING THE CHAOS UNFOLD IN REAL TIME 😭😭😭."
"Lyla and Adrian were enough… now they added a literal celebrity family AND a model-skater duo?!?"
"Bro Mia and Mike are giving mother-son power... now we got parents and child?! This show is wild."
"YALL THEY BROUGHT MIMI?! THE LEGENDARY MINI PRINCESS!!! MY LIFE IS COMPLETE 😭👑."
"Ren Takahashi is FINALLY HERE??? Let me breathe. I've waited two years for this man to appear shirtless on screen."
"Celeste and Nathan are the literal dream. The way she looks at him like he hung the moon?? UGH."
"Can I just say Mimi Cruz waved better than my whole bloodline ever did?"
"I need a prayer circle for Ella. She's not surviving this round with this lineup 💀."
"I want Mia, Celeste, and Yuri to be best friends and rule the whole show tbh."
"This show: 'Let's casually drop in a child prodigy, a runway god, and an Olympic queen' LIKE OKAY??"
"Ren is so fine I forgot how to comment. I just screamed into my pillow."
"Aiden's reactions need their own spinoff. The drama. The single-ness. The struggle is real 💔."
"Mimi got fans, her mom got awards, and her dad got my heart. I'm not okay."
"YURI'S SKATE LEGS? DID YOU SEE THAT POISE? I BOW."
"This lineup is giving me Season Finale vibes in EPISODE THREE. HELP."
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As the new contestants entered, the spotlight followed their graceful steps. The camera zoomed in for a close-up as they gave a casual wave to the others already seated.
"Wow... He's so handsome," Celeste Monroe whispered with a dreamy sigh, her eyes drifting toward Mike, who stood calmly near the pool.
She glanced at Mia, then smiled toward the boy. "Your son is so gentle… He makes me want to have a son of my own."
"Thank you, Miss," Mia replied politely.
"Thank you," Mike echoed in his usual soft tone.
Just then, little Mimi Cruz—her pink ribbon fluttering as she walked—stepped up to Mike and held out her small hand like a true princess.
Without hesitation, Mike bent slightly and shook her hand, his expression warm and gentlemanly. The adults chuckled lightly, touched by the innocent exchange.
Lyla folded her arms with a teasing smile. "Now I really feel like having a child. If I do, I want him to be talented like Mimi Cruz… but also handsome like Mike."
The comment drew a few nods and chuckles, until Ella raised a brow. Her tone was light, but her eyes were sharp.
"Are you saying Mike isn't smart?"
The playful air briefly tightened.
Lyla blinked, then laughed awkwardly. "No, no, not at all. Mike's very smart. I mean, he solved that riddle you found hard, right? That just shows how clever he is." She paused, then added with a gleam in her eye, "But I'd still love for my child to be a little musical genius—play piano, draw, sing… you know, a bit of everything. No offense."
Ella's expression went slightly green around the edges, while others subtly exchanged glances.
Yuri Song, elegant in her poise, spoke up, her voice smooth as silk. "Well, I agree. Children should explore more than just reading. Talents should be nurtured early." She rested a gentle hand on Takahashi's arm, smiling sweetly.
A soft chuckle escaped Mia's lips. Her head tilted ever so slightly as she looked toward them, eyes bright.
"And why would you say that?" she asked, feigning a confused innocence. "We shouldn't look at a child and assume anything. For all you know, he might be more talented than any of us. But you see, some of us don't show off—we like to leave the spotlight for others. That's how kind we are."
Her smile sparkled like sugar. "Besides… giving birth to a son as handsome as Mike? That takes more than good genes. And unless you have at least half of mine, well—just joking, of course. No offense."
Yuri's lips stiffened briefly before she caught herself and smiled, while Lyla turned a shade paler than the linen cushions behind her.
"Alright, alright, that's enough," Celeste said, her tone easygoing, attempting to steer the conversation elsewhere.
But Mia still had her moment.
"Oh, we're not arguing, Celeste. That would be childish. We're just chatting. Because if anyone were actually offended by this, it would imply they're too narrow-minded to tell the difference between judgment and teasing. And we wouldn't want the fans to misread our innocent banter, would we?" She smiled sweetly, folding her hands on her lap.
No one could say she was being rude. She looked too delicate, too composed, too… innocent. And yet, the blade beneath her words lingered.
Then came the rescuer—or was it the instigator?
"Then why don't we let the kids participate?" Aiden said suddenly, his grin wide. "Let's see their talent. And let's enjoy ourselves while they shine."
"Sure!" Mike replied calmly, eyes turning to Mimi. "Mimi Cruz, what would you like to perform? Violin? Paint? Sculpt with flowers? Sing? Choose anything you like."
He sounded like a proper young gentleman from an old family drama—elegant, calm, thoughtful.
Mimi glanced up at him shyly, then smiled. "I want to play the violin, brother. I'm good at it! So maybe you can pick something else, so it won't feel like we're competing."
Her gentle tone and mature thoughtfulness earned impressed looks. Even Lyla couldn't help but think, So young, yet already knows how to speak like a star.
Mike nodded once, eyes glinting with approval as he turned to Aiden. "Where are the instruments?"
Moments later, the equipment arrived.
Mimi Cruz stepped forward, lifted her child-sized violin with practiced ease, and began to play.
The first note rang out clear, soft like morning sunlight. The audience immediately stilled.
Each note wrapped around their hearts—tender, nostalgic, almost sacred. The tune built, rising and falling like waves, then swirled into a playful rhythm that lifted spirits like a rollercoaster ride. Excitement, surprise, and joy painted the faces around her.
As the final note sang into silence, Mimi bowed, her ribbon fluttering once again.
A beat of stillness followed, and then—
Applause erupted.
Eyes turned to Mike.
Now it was his turn.
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