universe | kim minji

manager

Your POV

I am a manager of Newjeans, one of the most famous K-pop groups in South Korea. Minji, Hanni, Danielle, Haerin, and Hyein make up this talented and energetic bunch.

They're incredibly gifted, but their carefree behavior can sometimes drive me up the wall.

One day, during rehearsal, the girls were supposed to be perfecting their choreography for their upcoming music video. Instead, I found them goofing off, playing with plush toys and trying to teach each other silly dance moves.

"Girls, come on! We need to focus," I exclaimed, trying to get their attention.

But they just giggled and continued with their antics. I felt like I was herding cats.

Finally, I couldn't take it anymore. "That's it! No more games. Everyone, focus!"

I marched over to the stereo and cranked up the music, signaling for them to start. With determined looks on their faces, the girls finally got into formation and began to dance.

But as they started, I noticed something wasn't quite right. Instead of the sleek, synchronized moves I had envisioned, they were all doing different dances, laughing as they tried to outdo each other with ridiculous moves.

I sighed and threw myself onto the couch, feeling the weight of managing Newjeans, Minji noticed and flashed me a sympathetic smile before plopping down beside me.

"Hard time?" she asked, her voice filled with genuine concern.

I chuckled ruefully, "Yeah, thanks to all of you."

Minji laughed, nudging me playfully. "Sorry, manager-nim. We'll try to behave... maybe."

Before I knew it, the other four members joined Minji and me on the couch, practically smothering me in their affectionate antics.

"Aww! Our manager is so cute!" Danielle exclaimed, her voice filled with genuine adoration.

I chuckled nervously as the weight of all five of them pressed down on me, making it difficult to even breathe properly.

"Guys! Stop!" I managed to protest weakly, squirming beneath their enthusiastic embraces.

But they only laughed and continued to pile on top of me, completely ignoring my feeble attempts to escape.

As I gave up trying to escape and stayed quiet, closing my eyes in mock exasperation, I heard Haerin's voice pipe up with concern.

"Is she dead?" she asked, her tone a mix of curiosity and worry.

Hanni quickly backed down from the pile and leaned in closer, peering at me with wide eyes filled with uncertainty. Slowly, I cracked one eye open and smirked at them.

"Not yet," I muttered, earning a chorus of laughter from the group as they finally relented and allowed me to catch my breath.

As we were joking around on the couch, the dance teacher suddenly entered the practice room.

"Girls, time to focus!" she announced firmly, her voice cutting through our laughter.

•••

Fast forward to the girls' schedule in Japan. As their manager, I walk alongside them, navigating through the sea of fans with the help of our trusty bodyguards, ensuring everyone's safety while also keeping the girls in line.

As we arrived at the hotel, I felt relieved to know that the company had reserved the entire floor for security and privacy purposes.

After ushering the girls to decide on their rooms, I made my way to my own room, looking forward to finally getting some rest after a long day of travel and preparations.