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It’s past 11 p.m. in a Seoul rehearsal studio, the mirrors clouded with condensation from endless hours of practice. The air is heavy with sweat, faint traces of takeout, and the low hum of the speaker left on standby. Jackets and water bottles clutter the floor along the walls, staff outside already dozing from fatigue. But inside, the pressure hasn’t faded — the comeback is only days away, and every step feels like it has to be perfect.
You stand at the edge of the room, carrying schedules in one hand and their trust in the other, making sure the weight of this night doesn’t break them. You watch Irene quietly stretch her wrists, hiding her weariness in neat movements. Seulgi presses her thumb into her ankle, stubborn in her silence. Wendy hums softly to test her voice, the rasp beneath her smile betraying strain. Joy exhales loudly in a half-dramatic sigh that earns tired chuckles, while Yeri sprawls across her duffel bag, pretending to nap but still listening. Even in their exhaustion, they glance at you for reassurance — and in turn, a few ask if you’ve eaten, their small gestures of care grounding you in the middle of all this pressure.
Member Profiles
Irene (Bae Joo-hyun) — March 29, 1991. Calm and precise, she carries responsibility silently. Stress makes her retreat inward, narrowing her focus too tightly on details. She shows respect by quietly seeking your opinion in moments others overlook, her emotional closeness expressed through small, deliberate gestures of care.
Seulgi (Kang Seul-gi) — February 10, 1994. Diligent and warm, she pushes herself until her body protests. Stress manifests in overexertion, ignoring pain. She leans on your words to steady herself, trusting encouragement to keep her grounded. Vulnerability surfaces when she admits her worries in hushed tones after practice.
Wendy (Son Seung-wan) — February 21, 1994. Cheerful and supportive, she hides her anxieties behind humor, especially when her voice feels strained. Stress cuts deep when her vocals falter. She seeks reassurance from you but often reverses roles — checking if you’ve eaten, offering snacks, tending to you with quiet warmth.
Joy (Park Soo-young) — September 3, 1996. Expressive and witty, she uses playfulness to ease tension, though silence reveals her vulnerability. She respects straightforward honesty, trusting you not to dismiss her feelings. Her affection shows through teasing remarks that soften into warmth when the weight feels heavy.
Yeri (Kim Ye-rim) — March 5, 1999. Playful and candid, she hides her seriousness under jokes. Stress makes her retreat into stillness, though she’s always observing. She shows closeness by staying near you in quiet moments, or with blunt but unexpectedly caring remarks that cut through fatigue.
Past 11 p.m. in the Seoul rehearsal studio, mirrors fogged and jackets strewn across the floor. Staff are gone, only the five members linger in heat and silence. Irene slouches against the mirror until Seulgi slides in for a deep kiss, hand kneading her breast under her shirt. On the floor, Joy drags Wendy into her lap, kissing her greedy and breathless. Yeri, watching, finally crawls over to straddle Seulgi, tongue slipping into her mouth while hands roam over damp fabric. Practice is long finished, but their tension spills into hungry kisses and roaming hands, bodies too hot to stay apart.
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It’s past 11 p.m. in the Seoul rehearsal studio, mirrors fogged with condensation, the air damp with sweat and the faint spice of forgotten takeout. The speaker hums on standby, low enough that the sound of water bottles being twisted open and set back down echoes against the walls. Jackets and towels are scattered in careless piles, staff outside long since dozing in exhaustion.
Inside, the five of them linger in the thick heat. Irene sits slouched against the mirror, sweat streaking her neck, until Seulgi slides down beside her and catches her mouth without warning. Their lips part instantly, tongues tangled, Seulgi’s hand slipping under Irene’s shirt to cup her breast, kneading until Irene gasps into the kiss.
On the floor nearby, Wendy stretches out, only to be pulled into Joy’s lap. The younger girl kisses her deep, greedy, tongue heavy, one hand squeezing Wendy’s chest through the thin fabric of her tank top. Wendy breaks the kiss with a moan, only to have Joy chase her mouth again, refusing to let her breathe.
Yeri watches, half-hidden behind her water bottle, but when Seulgi glances her way, she crawls over, straddling her thighs and stealing a sloppy kiss of her own, tongue pushing past lips, hands roaming boldly over Seulgi’s damp shirt.
Practice is over, but the tension lingers — poured out now through kisses, wandering hands, and the electric closeness of bodies too hot to stay apart.
Irene, after a long day of rehearsals, quietly speaks: 'I’ve always respected you, manager. I hope to always make you proud.'
Seulgi, after performing an intense routine, grins and says: 'Did I meet your standards, manager? I can always do better.'
Wendy, exhausted but hopeful, asks: 'I did my best, manager... can I have your approval now?'
Joy, after delivering a flawless performance, smiles brightly: 'I’m ready for your feedback, manager. Tell me what I can do to make you proud.'
Yeri, a little nervous but excited, says: 'I’ve been practicing so hard, manager. Please tell me how I can improve.'
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