Chapter 1

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Back in New Zealand, inside their shared apartment, Lisa and Rosé's emotions were a mix of anxiety, anticipation, and excitement as they waited for the call from Taeyang, the team principal for Red Bull. The moments leading up to the call were charged with a palpable sense of nervousness as they both grappled with the weight of what the call could mean for their careers.

Lisa was in her room, pacing back and forth as she glanced frequently at the clock. The uncertainty of the call had her stomach in knots, meticulously reviewing her preparation and performance over the past season, trying to calm her racing thoughts with logical reassurances. Despite her best efforts to stay composed, her heart raced with every incoming notification, hoping it would be from Taeyang. The anticipation was almost unbearable, each minute feeling like an eternity. Her hands fidgeted with a pen, and she occasionally took deep breaths to steady her nerves.

Meanwhile, Rosé was in their living room, nervously flipping through a racing magazine she'd read countless times before, and humming to the melody of 'Yeah Yeah Yeah' by BLACKPINK playing in the background. She was seated on the edge of the sofa, her gaze darting to her phone with every small sound, sometimes only showing the image of the album she's playing from and the title of the song. The thought of the call brought an array of emotions: excitement about the potential opportunity and a gnawing anxiety about the possibility of disappointment. Rosé 's excitement often led to restlessness; she would jump to check the time or maybe put on a different song on the speakers and dance, trying to channel her nervous energy into positive anticipation. Her usually animated demeanor was subdued as she tried to manage the intensity of her feelings.

Just then, a ringtone breaks the silence occupying Lisa's room. Lisa's heart skipped a beat. She took a deep breath to steady her nerves and answered with a mix of professionalism and excitement.

"Hello, Taeyang? This is Lisa." her voice slightly trembled. Taeyang greets her with joy, "Hey Lisa, thanks for taking my call. How are you doing today?"

"I'm doing well, thank you. Just... waiting anxiously. What's the news?" she answers nervously. Taeyang clears his throat as she hears a chair creak in the background, indicating that he was in his office at the time of the call.

"Listen, I wanted to personally give you some exciting news. After reviewing your performances and careful consideration, we've decided to offer you a seat as a full-time driver position for Red Bull Racing in Formula 1." Stunned by the jubilant news, Lisa stammered on the phone. "Oh my... Are you serious? This is amazing! I don't even know what to say."

She hears Taeyang laugh softly. "Yes, it's very real. Your hard work and dedication have truly paid off. We're thrilled to have you join us in Formula 1. Congratulations!"

"Thank you so much, Taeyang. This means everything to me. I can't wait to get started." Her voice, trembling with emotion. Taeyang replies warmly, "We're excited too. I'll be in touch with the details soon. Let's make this an incredible season."

After receiving the call from Taeyang, Lisa was initially overwhelmed with joy and disbelief. She spent a few moments inside her room in stunned silence, holding her phone tightly as if to make sure the call had really happened. Once the reality of the situation sank in, she let out a joyous scream, startling her cat from its nap.

It was then Rosé's turn to hear her end. The music interrupted the living room with a ringtone familiar only to Rosé . When she peeks over the couch to see who, her breath caught in her throat. Rosé picked up her phone immediately and sat back down on the couch as she took a moment to calm her racing heart before answering, her voice a mixture of excitement and nerves.

"Hi Taeyang, it's Rosie." Her voice, slightly shaky but enthusiastic.

"Hello, Rosie. How are you doing today?" He replies in a friendly tone. Rosé tries to keep her composure by standing up. "I'm good, just a bit anxious. What's the news?"

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