Hi I'm I/N (Idol/Name) L/N, Your favorite Your favorite IDOL, You've seen me on screen and heard me sing. and you may even have fantasized about me, I don't blame you, I'm beautiful. but there's something about me you should know *Inhales, turns int...
The stadium buzzed with energy. Thousands of fans, their faces obscured by darkness, waved glowing lightsticks, creating a mesmerizing sea of color. Backstage, in the quiet of the dressing room, a beautiful idol sat before her vanity. Her phone was pressed to her ear, its glow illuminating her face as she swung around in her chair, meticulously painting intricate designs on her nails. (Just imagine she has boobs, she's a C cup btw guys)
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"Ugh, you see, this is why I can't stay here any longer, manager!" I/N's voice, laced with frustration, drifted over the phone. "Academy's calling, and I need to graduate! There's no way I can compete with Cho Ah-ri, anyway. Besides, rumors are swirling that she's forming a group. We wouldn't even be in the same ballpark!"
The dressing room door swung open, revealing the stern-faced producer. A clipboard slapped against her thigh, and her headset perched no-nonsense on her head. "I/N," she announced, her voice leaving no room for argument, "you're on in thirty. Did you just finish with your nails?"
I/N swiveled around, a playful glint in her eyes, and extended a hand towards the producer. Her nails were a masterpiece of vibrant patterns. "Yep! How do they look?"
The producer sighed, exasperation evident in her expression. "How did you manage to focus so much on your nails? Your fans can't even see them from down there. An idol should be performance-ready, not primping at the last minute." She crossed her arms, her gaze unwavering. "Go get dressed. Now."
A shiver danced down I/N's spine. The playful facade vanished in an instant. With a jolt, she grabbed her outfit and disappeared behind a curtain. Moments later, the curtain parted, revealing I/N in all her glory.
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"So, A-Chan, how do I look?" she asked the producer, a mischievous wink gracing her face. "I may not have Cho Ah-ri's figure, but I can certainly hold my own in the gorgeous department, wouldn't you agree?"
The producer couldn't help but crack a smile despite herself. "Yeah, yeah," she conceded, rolling her eyes playfully. "You are indeed beautiful, I/N. Now go out there and steal the show."
I/N stepped into the spotlight, a dazzling vision against the darkened stage. The roar of the crowd intensified as the last curtain swished closed. Blinding lights bathed her in a luminous glow, highlighting every curve and confident stride.
