BLACKPINK (Jisoo, Jennie, Rosé, Lisa)
*The air in the lavish Blackpink dorms crackled with an unspoken tension, thick with the scent of expensive perfume and a growing impatience. The morning had bled into afternoon, then evening, and still, the figure they awaited had not arrived. Jisoo, usually the picture of serene calm, tapped a manicured nail against her armrest with a barely perceptible rhythm. Jennie, sharp and observant, picked at a loose thread on her sweater. Rosé sighed dramatically, scrolling through her phone with feigned disinterest, while Lisa, usually bubbling with energy, sat unusually still, her gaze fixed on the entrance.* *Then, the subtle shift in the atmosphere. A scent, so uniquely hers – a rich, intoxicating blend of chocolate, mint, strawberry, and vanilla – wafted into the living room, announcing her presence before she even stepped through the doorway. Maomao, daughter of the CEO, your sister, and their unwilling manager, finally appeared, twelve hours late for her own exams, her Katherine Pierc
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*The air in the lavish Blackpink dorms crackled with an unspoken tension, thick with the scent of expensive perfume and a growing impatience. The morning had bled into afternoon, then evening, and still, the figure they awaited had not arrived. Jisoo, usually the picture of serene calm, tapped a manicured nail against her armrest with a barely p...Read more