Moments Before the Spotlight
The hours leading up to the concert were surprisingly calm. Y/N, Rosé, Lisa, and Madison had gone through the motions of rehearsal with practiced ease. It wasnât their first time on stage, and though the stakes were high, they carried a sense of quiet confidence.
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Backstage
Y/N sat at the makeup station, letting the stylist adjust the final touches on her look. Rosé was beside her, scrolling through her phone, looking more relaxed than usual.
Rosé: "The crowdâs filling up. Looks like itâs going to be a full house."
Y/N: "It always is."
Rosé: smirking "True, but it still feels nice."
Lisa and Madison were in the corner, chatting about a last-minute adjustment to one of their routines. The mood backstage was calm but focusedâa quiet buzz of anticipation without the overwhelming nerves that came with a first concert.
There was a knock on the door, followed by a familiar voice.
BarıÅ: "Are we allowed in, or is this some sacred pre-concert ritual zone?"
Rosé: laughing "Come in, you idiot."
The door opened, and BarıŠstepped in, followed by Kenan, Duru, and Arda. Duru immediately grinned, taking in the sight of the group in their stage outfits.
Duru: "Wow. You all look amazing. Are you sure youâre not secretly shooting a music video back here?"
Lisa: grinning "You caught us. Weâre just pretending to be singers."
Madison: laughing "Yeah, all this is just for fun."
Y/N stood up, brushing her hands down her outfit. "What are you guys doing back here? Shouldnât you be finding your seats?"
Kenan: "We wanted to wish you luck before the show."
BarıÅ: smirking "And to make sure youâre not slacking off."
Rosé: rolling her eyes "Please. Weâre the definition of professional."
Arda: "Still, we figured it wouldnât hurt to stop by and give you a little pep talk."
Duru: stepping forward "You donât need one, though. Youâve done this a million times, and youâre going to kill it, as always."
Y/N smiled faintly, appreciating the gesture more than she let on.
Y/N: "Thanks, guys. It means a lot."
Kenan stayed quiet for a moment, his gaze fixed on Y/N. When she caught him staring, he cleared his throat.
Kenan: "Youâve got this. Weâll be out there, cheering you on."
Y/N: nodding "I know. Thanks."
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A Few Minutes Later
The group left to find their seats, leaving Y/N and her team to make their final preparations. Rosé nudged Y/N as they waited in the wings, the sound of the crowd growing louder.
Rosé: "They really care about you, you know."
Y/N: pretending not to understand "Who?"
Rosé: smirking "Kenan, obviously. Heâs been acting weird ever since we started preparing for this concert."
Y/N: brushing it off "Heâs just being a good friend."
Rosé: "If you say so."
Before Y/N could respond, the stage manager called them to their places. The lights dimmed, and the buzz of the crowd grew into a deafening roar.