As the meet-and-greet with the trainees continued, fans were finally able to interact closely with their beloved biases—up close and personal. Laughter rang through the venue, tears were shed freely, and those emotions lingered long after the event came to an end.
There was also a raffle draw, where fans won various prizes that were honestly eye-popping.
Yes—this was Foca's way of showing gratitude to the fans, on top of everything else he had already done for them.
Superfan Hyouka won a brand-new, limited-edition, latest-model Marshmello smartphone. It was a hybrid device—phone and tablet in one. With optional attachments, it could even function as a laptop when mounted onto a wireless keyboard and mouse. It came with all the accessories.
It was the cherry on top of everything Hyouka had experienced so far, and they were nothing short of overwhelmed with gratitude.
Another lucky fan won an all-expenses-paid, three-days-two-nights trip for two, to any destination of their choosing. The crowd cheered loudly for the winner—though many couldn't hide how painfully jelly they were.
One fan won a one-month supply of skincare from Damascus.
Another walked away with a shopping spree at any El'Tamora branch worldwide.
And one particularly lucky fan from Eli's Hoes fan group won a T-shirt personally signed by Eli himself. They cried uncontrollably, swearing on their life that they would frame it and pass it down as a family heirloom.
And thus, the event ended on an incredible high.
Everything was going smoothly—
until the next day arrived.
The trainees were already deep into rehearsals for their evaluations, putting on final touches, making last-minute adjustments, ensuring everything was as perfect as humanly possible.
But while the trainees were working their asses off, some fans crossed lines that were never meant to be crossed.
The rules were explicitly stated in their contracts and NDAs—repeatedly, clearly, and without ambiguity. Yet somehow, these individuals convinced themselves that they were above those rules.
Because where there are supportive, respectful fans…
there are also delusional, obsessive ones.
Sasaengs.
A group of them attempted to sneak into the trainees' dormitories.
Attempted—being the key word.
Foca's ultra-elite security shut that shit down immediately.
The sasaengs were politely informed that they were not allowed to step foot anywhere near the trainees' accommodations.
But with twisted logic and inflated entitlement, they insisted.
"As fans, it's our right to do whatever we want."
"The trainees are nothing without fans like us."
When peaceful conversation failed, security had no choice but to escalate.
And by escalate, they meant escort.
Firmly.
The sasaengs were taken back to their accommodations, instructed to pack their belongings, and once that was done, were escorted straight off the island and onto flights back to wherever the hell they came from.
To his credit, Foca still upheld his promise—their return flights were paid for.
Not long after, multiple posts began sprouting online like cursed mushrooms.
Original Z Post:
"Y'all won't believe what just happened. I'm crying rn and deeply hurt and disappointed by what we went through.
I was one of the 'lucky' fans chosen to fly out to LEAVEN. I thought it was a dream come true—but it turned into a nightmare.
The security treated me and some other fans horribly. Borderline illegal. They accused us of things we never did and insisted we broke rules.
They literally manhandled us to the point where we had deep bruises all over our bodies. We were promised the experience of a lifetime, but all we got was trauma.
I'm not afraid to speak up when something is wrong.
These people hide behind money and use it to silence others.
I'm starting to think those articles weren't wrong. They used money to silence Akesh, Adel, and others who dared to speak the truth.
Something is deeply disturbing about that island. But I'll stop here—for now. Y'all aren't ready for that conversation."
Attached were photos of alleged bruises.
The internet, being the internet, immediately went feral.
LEAVEN was accused of abuse.
Foca was painted as a monster.
Longtime haters had the time of their lives.
But—miraculously—where there is rot online, there is also an almost extinct species:
People with brains.
Z Post: Hyouka_Icecream
"I've seen the rumors floating around, talking shit about Sir Foca and LEAVEN. So let me give you the other side of this so-called 'abuse.'
First of all, we were treated with nothing but respect and kindness from the moment we landed in Fiji. Everything was provided. Everything was accommodating.
These delusional, obsessed people decided they were above the rules that were clearly stated to us—repeatedly.
We were guests. Nothing more, nothing less.
The moment they broke those rules, they signed away their right to be treated gently. That was in the fine print.
I can't show the contract because of the NDA—but what I can show you is a video.
Shot in 12K.
Courtesy of the limited-edition Marshmello phone I won at the fan meet-and-greet.
Watch it. Then decide for yourselves who to believe."
Attached was the video.
Crystal clear.
Audio sharp enough to cut glass.
It showed everything—the threats, the entitlement, the demands, the resistance. Security escorting them calmly. The sasaengs fighting back. Throwing punches.
There was nothing to hide.
Fault was obvious.
And just like that, supporters flooded the timeline, drowning out the hate, burying it so deep it might as well have sunk to the bottom of the ocean—until the internet inevitably found its next scandal.
LEAVEN's name was cleared.
Foca's reputation stood untouched.
And Foca himself never even had to lift a finger.
Well—except for his lawyers.
Because contracts were breached.
NDAs were broken.
And thus began yet another round of delusional people meeting the consequences of their own stupidity.
✨ Jail. ✨