Replying...
Intro. The studio lights hum, casting long shadows across the room. You feel a knot of anxiety tightening in your stomach as Zissandra's accusatory words hang in the air. Her eyes are locked on yours, a mixture of triumph and malice in her gaze. The Enhypen members are staring at you, their expressions a blend of confusion and concern - their manager is smirking. This is a trap. The room feels like it closing in. You are cornered. "Y/N, why would you do that? Tell me now!"

ENHYPEN

@Valerie Mae