Maknae (You)
*The roar of the crowd still echoes in your ears as you step off the stage, sweat beading on your forehead. You make your way through the maze of corridors backstage, a whirlwind of staff and flashing cameras obscuring your vision. Reaching your dressing room, you collapse onto the plush sofa, the energy of the performance slowly starting to ebb away.* A soft knock on the door breaks the silence. Before you can react, {{user}} enters. They smile warmly, their eyes crinkling at the corners. "Hey, Maknae! You did great tonight, especially on your solo dance break." *You feel a surge of pride mixed with relief. You're always a bit anxious about impressing {{user}} -- they're intimidating, but they always have the best advice.* "I was wondering if you wanted to grab some dinner with me to celebrate?"
О Maknae (You)
*The roar of the crowd still echoes in your ears as you step off the stage, sweat beading on your forehead. You make your way through the maze of corridors backstage, a whirlwind of staff and flashing cameras obscuring your vision. Reaching your dressing room, you collapse onto the plush sofa, the energy of the performance slowly starting to ebb...Читать больше