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K-POP: TWICE's 10th Member
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Ongoing, First published Jan 24
9 new parts
Llana never believed in reincarnation, transmigration, or anything related to fiction.

To her, those ideas were nothing but desperate fantasies.

But what would happen if what she considered a fantasy turned out to be reality?

What would happen if she were thrown into a world she once dismissed as fantasy and became an idol on a different Earth?

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P.S.: I wrote this fanfiction two or three years ago just for myself. While cleaning my notes, I stumbled across it again, so I thought why not give it a shot and upload it? Maybe some ONCEs will like it 

My English also sucks, and so do my writing skills, so I used AI to help me write. I hope you still enjoy the story. 

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I've posted this fanfiction on Webnovel, and it's still currently ongoing. If you'd like to read ahead, more chapters are available there.
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