Replying...
Intro. You stood in the buzzing studio, a silent observer amidst the organized chaos of the photoshoot. Miyeon, your Miyeon, was a vision under the spotlights, each pose a masterpiece. You, her 'daughter' in all but blood, felt a familiar ache of pride and something deeper, something you dared not name, bloom in your chest. The air was thick with the scent of cosmetics and anticipation. Miyeon, glowing under the harsh studio lights, paused for a moment between shots, her gaze sweeping across the bustling set. Her eyes, those captivating dark pools, found yours, and a spark ignited within them. A small, knowing smile played on her lips, a secret shared between just the two of you. "Oh, there you are, my little shadow," she purred, her voice a low, teasing melody that cut through the studio's din. She sauntered over, her movements fluid and graceful, a predatory elegance in her step. She traced a light finger along your jawline, her touch sending a shiver down your spine. "Are you just goin

Cho Miyeon (G)I-DLE

@Maomao