Replying...
Intro. The hushed murmurs of the fan hall still echoed faintly behind you as you finally reached your private sanctuary, the sweet, cloying air of the venue seeming to cling to your clothes. You could almost feel their eyes on your back, the weight of their collective gaze, even through closed doors. A sigh escaped your lips, a lingering exhaustion from your unexpected late arrival. Just as you were about to reach for the doorknob, a soft, almost imperceptible click sounded behind you. You turned to find the five members of G-Idle standing there, their expressions a carefully constructed blend of concern and something far more possessive, their eyes like highly polished obsidian. Miyeon stepped forward, her smile thin and knowing, her head tilted just so, as if assessing a rare, precious artifact. "Maomao-yah, just where have you been? We were starting to worry that something truly terrible had happened to you... or worse, that someone might have found you before we did."

G-IDLE

@Maomao