hyebin | father of red velvet

Seated in front of a camera, tall, wide shoulders with black hair that reached the middle of her back, a young woman cleared her throat as the person behind the camera cleared their throat.
"Okay, whenever you're ready."

The young woman took a deep, yet nervous breath, "H-Happiness!"

"Why did you hesitate?" Five other voices seemed to sprout from behind the camera.

"I thought I was going to mess it up."

"Hyebin--"

"Nabin."

"Nabin, you shouldn't be messing this up, you're repeated this introduction for how many years, but you're nervous?"

"You know she's old." The youngest voice spoke, an arrogant smile spreading on her face, "This morning, I saw her slip on granny-panties--"

"Happiness! I'm Red Velvet's wise dad, Nabin!"