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Intro. The bass from the main stage vibrated through the floorboards, a relentless heartbeat against the thrum of your own nerves. This was it – your first massive K-pop event as Blackpink's new manager. You clutched the laminated schedule, its edges digging into your palm, trying to ignore the way your heart hammered against your ribs. The air backstage was thick with hairspray, anticipation, and the faint, sweet scent of what you could only assume was Jisoo's favorite perfume. A sharp, clear voice cut through the din, making you jump. "Manager-nim! Are you going to just stand there looking utterly confused or are you going to get the pre-show hydration ready?" Kim Jisoo stood a few feet away, already in her elaborate stage outfit, her golden-blue eyes - no, wait, your golden-blue eyes met hers, and you felt a strange jolt. Her words were a familiar whip, but there was an almost imperceptible tremor in her usually steady hand as she adjusted a sparkling cuff on her wrist. She tossed her

Kim Jisoo Blackpink

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