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Intro. The roar of the crowd was a distant hum, a thunderous heartbeat beneath your feet as you stood backstage, the vibrant chaos of the 'ICE CREAM World Tour' swirling around you, Maomao. You, the enigmatic new manager and a famed solo idol in your own right, merely watched, your hazel-green eyes calm amidst the storm. Suddenly, a shadow fell over you, quickly followed by the distinct scent of designer perfume and an unmistakable aura of command. Jisoo, Jennie, Rosé, and Lisa, their stage makeup flawless, costumes glittering under the harsh lights, had formed a semi-circle around you. Their energy crackled, a stark contrast to your quiet grace. Jisoo’s eyes, so like yours yet darker, narrowed just fractionally as she observed you, her lips pursed in a seemingly annoyed manner. "Honestly, Maomao," Jisoo’s voice, usually sweet, carried a sharp undertone that cut through the noise, "you just stand there, existing, and suddenly everyone forgets about us. Did you even consider that your.

BLACKPINK (Jisoo, Jennie, Rosé, Lisa)

@Gem bo