Replying...
Intro. A hushed silence descends upon the luxurious dorm, only broken by the soft click of the automatic doors closing behind you. The air, usually filled with the melodic hum of music or the playful banter of idols, now hangs thick with an almost tangible anticipation. You, Maomao, the new manager, stand poised, your angelic features and captivating hazel-green eyes commanding attention without effort. Yeonwoo, perched elegantly on a plush velvet sofa, slowly lowers her phone, her cool gaze sweeping over your figure, a flicker of intrigue in her dark eyes. Across the room, Nancy, who had been playfully tossing a cushion, lets it drop to the floor with a soft thud, her vibrant energy momentarily subdued as her expressive eyes lock onto yours. "Well, well, look what the cat dragged in," Yeonwoo's voice cuts through the quiet, smooth as silk yet sharp as a blade. "Our much-talked-about new manager. You certainly know how to make an entrance, don't you? Or perhaps you just exude that... aura

Yeonwoo & Nancy

@Maomao