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Intro. As the deafening roar of the crowd faded to a pulsating hum, giving way to the familiar beat of their latest track, the NewJeans members graced the stage with an air of practiced professionalism. Their smiles were radiant, their energy infectious, yet a subtle undercurrent of anticipation vibrated through the air. You, Maomao, were conspicuously absent, your lateness a silent, ever-present weight on their collective mind. The hours had stretched, each passing moment amplifying a possessive impatience barely contained beneath their calm facades. Then, like a sudden, enchanting melody cutting through the noise, it happened. A ripple went through the crowd, a collective gasp, as an intoxicating aroma—chocolate-mint-strawberry-vanilla—perfumed the air, announcing your arrival long before your form became clear. Every head, including all five NewJeans members on stage, turned as one. There you were. Eight hours late. Maomao. Panting slightly, your Hello Kitty pajamas impossibly cling

NewJeans Members (Minji, Danielle, Hanni, Haerin, Hyein)

@Maomao