thread .02—starter for @tosummers, kh entertainment practice rooms
“One, and, two, and, dah, dah, dah…”
Dancing has never been Miori’s strong suit. Just as she anticipated, though, with Kismet’s comeback, she got roped in to make a couple TikToks. “Style” has been stuck in her head for the past couple days, so as ridiculous as she finds the new trend of tapping in idols from other groups for shorts and reels, she doesn’t entirely mind listening to this song over.
Mara’s another main vocalist in KH—it’s how Miori ended up getting closer to her. Miori, like her stepfather, mostly enjoys music through the ways it connects people. So it wasn’t too hard to seek out the main vocalist of her junior group and build a connection from there—and now, Mara is the member of Kismet Miori is closest to. Regrettably. And that’s not a dig at Mara—Miori looks sidelong across the room at Mio. Main dancer. This would be a good excuse to go talk to her, she thinks. But the thought of it somehow makes Miori’s brain short-circuit—how do you have a conversation, again?
This is embarrassing. She’s almost thirty-two, for God’s sake, and she can’t talk to some kid just because they happen to have a shared connection with a man that Miori happens to hate. She steels herself forces her feet to angle toward Mio, but it feels like they won’t move.
She sighs. It would be nice to have a little sister. She’s getting in her own way—she should give her therapist a call, she thinks. But for now, she just needs to figure out this damn count. So her feet turn away and carry her toward Mara by the water station.
“Hey.” Miori folds gracefully to sit on the floor beside her, legs tucked comfortably to her side. “I’m so used to Serene’s choreography style. I swear, I’m forgetting how to learn new dances—especially with you kids’ crazy concepts these days. Care to help me out?”
off duty, with @luxuriantly
- early july, at night, in an airport
they've been through this a number of times, so often that the repetition's morphed from mind-numbing to soothing back to infuriating. or maybe natsumi's just that edge of tired, worn out like the decade-old t-shirt she sleeps in when she's staying with her parents, that last remnant of girlhood she can hold onto with clenched fists.
she shifts again, the fourth time within the minute, but the chairs aren't going to get more comfortable no matter what. the carefully curated airport fit is inconvenient in that the knot tying her blouse keeps digging into her spine when she leans back. she's wired, but a glance around tells her that this isn't an affliction shared by many: half her groupmates are drowsing, two of the managers are bent over a laptop discussing things natsumi wants nothing to do with. she lets her gaze travel around the lounge, a little furtively. moments later she spots the ray of light shining through the dark clouds of her night: miori's scrolling on her phone.
far be it for her to assume that the duty free will be in the least interesting, but a distraction is needed, and so natumi gathers her purse and checks that her phone's in her pocket before she approaches. there's space on the leather couch on miori's left, enough that she could sprawl out and try to close her eyes, passing time until boarding in that haze between awake and the sort of half-asleep that you need to force. natsumi doesn't sit.
"hey," she says instead, voice low enough not to disturb anyone in the vicinity. "miori. you wanna go shopping?"
Dance challenges, TikTok trends, the battlefield that is vying to be the hot audio of the week—Miori’s head spins when she thinks about how hard it must be to fight it out for fame as a young idol.
She swipes away each video with barely concealed impatience. She just wants to see recipe inspiration, dammit—but her algorithm is totally screwed, now thinking that she’s some sort of K-pop fan. She’s been discretely analyzing Kismet videos trying to get a read on her sister, and now, all she’s getting is content about junior groups. Serene, she thinks, was lucky: they debuted back when the grind didn’t have so many other things to consider. Work hard—very hard, in Serene’s case—improve always, and keep the fans happy. That, and no small bit of luck—that was all you really needed back then.
Now, everything is in such excess. There’s so much a rookie needs to consider by way of image, so many complicated concepts out there. There are groups debuting so fast the numbers make Miori downright dizzy. She’s a girl of languid, decadent taste—she’d rather spend thousands on one quality purse than hundreds on mid-tier multiples. So long as everything in her world is done with careful intention, she’s happy. She can’t pretend to be some artful connoisseur of music itself—realistically, she’s just a girl who got lucky her stepfather shared his love of music with her so thoroughly.
A snippet of Kismet’s “Style” music video comes on. It’s cute, she has to admit. Her eyes track Mara—ironically the member of Kismet she’s closest to, and not her own sister. Miori anticipates KH will drop her right back into the fray as soon as they’re back home, and have her film a dance challenge with Mara. Nothing against Mara, but the thought of doing something so shallow exhausts her; she can’t even begin to imagine what it’s like being in the actual group. She can barely tolerate it even in her own group, where the company lets it slide just a little bit more for them not to be doing so many little snippets. So many little displays of excess that’ll just be forgotten within days.
“Like fast fashion,” she murmurs to herself, shaking her head in pity.
So it’s welcome when her friend approaches her with a distraction.
“I’d love to.” Miori stands and stretches. Duty-free may well give her the same volume exhaustion that consuming new groups did. But, at least, it’s better than trying to keep up with whatever she’s expected to keep up with nowadays.
As they walk, Miori asks casually, “What did you think of Kismet’s new music video?”
As a proud three year and five month idol, Mio (and by extension, Kismet) was only half a year away from being senior enough to being granted permission to live outside of the company-provided and monitored dorms. Although Mio thoroughly enjoyed living with the other members, she did miss having more privacy and the ability to shower after a long day of practice without bartering the showering order with four other girls. Even though they were months away from such a milestone, it didn't stop Mio from taking note of what she did and didn't love from the company dorms. From the number of rooms to the layout of the kitchen to the orientation of the windows, Mio found herself even thinking about what the hallways looked like as she made her way out of the dorm.
It was a rare free day for Kismet, which meant Mio was going to fill her day with a checklist of bakeries she wanted to try and stationary stories she wanted to visit. Her phone was loaded with saved TikToks and Instagram reels of tourists and locals trying strawberry and cream filled salt bread and perusing through Sanrio stickersheets.
A loud thud drew her attention away from her daydreams of having a pastel colored accent wall and a Cinnamoroll stickered phone case. She glanced over to see a woman with a baseball cap, face mask, and oversize sunglasses nearly face to face with the wall. Even with her disguise in place, Mio would recognize Miori anywhere; after all, she used to have a Serene poster hanging above her desk as motivation to finish studying. Mio's face lit up immediately, her eyes crinkling into crescents as she smiled. While she knew in her heart that the past three years hadn't been as smooth sailing into sisterhood as she had dreamed, she was still excited to see Miori.
She skipped over to where Miori stood, bouncing on her feet as she came to a stop in front of her older sister.
"Miori!" She clapped her hands together with a smile at the mention of her text message she had sent, in addition to learning Miori had chosen (all on her own!) to seek her out. "It's so nice to see you, I was just about to go out to get some pastries. Do you want to come with? We can talk about Everland while we eat."
Mio’s practically bouncing on the balls of her feet. She's so sweet. And then Miori's anger—misdirected anger, she knows—prickles into her chest like it's a living thing that grows and curls. She musters up every ounce of control she can find.
Miori’s heart clenches as she pulls down her face mask and rests her sunglasses on the bill of her hat. She gives a smile to the younger girl. Miori’s never been good at hiding her emotions—what you see is usually what she’s thinking. So she hopes that, as her father’s eyes crinkle into crescents in Mio’s happy face, Mio isn’t seeing a grimace on Miori’s lips.
No, she doesn’t want to get pastries. No, she doesn’t really want to talk about Everland. She was, honestly, hoping to get this done quick so that she could go relax after this. Some days it’s easy to talk to Mio; some days it’s not. Most days, it has to be an interaction she plans into her calendar, with a good block of self-care time after. Today is one of those days; Miori has a date with her new bespoke dress, a single-person reservation at La Yeon, and miles upon miles of an engine purring down Han River roads.
She checks her watch. Her reservation isn’t for another two hours.
“I’d love to get pastries,” she says, and turns around and starts walking without waiting to see if Mio's begun to follow.
That one’s not personal. It's a strange habit she's picked up from fame—when you spend long enough expecting the room to move around you and being proven right when it does, you just don't think about things like that. You learn to move with intention and resolve, because the idol world rushes by so fast that you can get lost in it if you don't make a point to anchor your heels in. Miori's learned better than to revolve her life around fans.
It's something of a compliment, though, that Miori slows once she remembers that Mio isn't a fan. It's easy for her to forget sometimes.
But once that veil goes away—once Miori remembers that Mio isn't a fan, but rather her sister—she starts getting impatient. A little irritable, even—why is Mio walking so slow? Why did she throw a wrench into her evening by inviting her somewhere? Why did she have to send that text in the first place?
Miori neither likes nor recognizes the person she becomes around Mio-the-sister, so she closes her eyes, takes a deep breath, and slots Mio neatly back into Mio-the-fan: arms'-length, perfectly polite, and much easier to deal with. Mio-the-fan, after all, doesn't throw Miori's whole world off its axis.
"Do you have a favorite shop?" Miori says breezily. Just friendly enough to invite closeness, but not warm enough to invite it too much. Her idol persona—a creature she barely knew existed until Mio came into the picture. "And how are your schedules going?"
She prays that Mio says she's incredibly busy. Maybe too busy for what Miori needs to invite her to.
LYNK ARTIST PROFILE: MOCHIZUKI MIORI (Updated!)
↳ lynk-con.com/miori-serene-profile/
MIORI (미오리) is the leader and main vocalist of the South Korean girl group SERENE under KH Entertainment.
OFFICIAL SIGNATURE
STAGE NAME: Miori
BIRTH NAME: Mochizuki Miori (望月美織)
NATIONALITY: Japanese
BIRTHDAY: July 26, 1994
ZODIAC: Leo
OFFICIAL HEIGHT: 168 cm (5’6″) / Approx. Real Height: 163 cm (5’4″)
WEIGHT: 48 kg (106 lbs)
BLOOD TYPE: AB+
MIORI FACTS
Born in Ginza, Tokyo, Japan.
She is very close with her half-sister, Kismet's Mio. They only met after Kismet's debut.
She moved to Seoul when she was six.
She was scouted outside a convenience store when she was twelve.
She trained for eight years before winning sixth place in Eighteen.
She learned how to sing and play piano and guitar from her stepfather, who she says she is very close with. She wishes to someday change her last name to Choi, so she can match her mother and stepfather.
She loves the fashion brand Dior, and has been an ambassador for them since 2017. Her fans like to call her "Dior Mior."
She loves shopping and all designer and luxury items.
She purchased a Ferrari Portofino M in 2021 and a Ferrari SF90 XX in 2024. She was an ambassador for Ferrari in 2023.
Even though she loves luxury cars, she still has a 2011 hatchback that she's used since before debut, and still uses for everyday tasks so she doesn't get recognized. She says she'll have a funeral for it when it eventually dies.
She is most proud of her financial investments.
She speaks Japanese, Korean, and English fluently. She can speak conversational Italian and French, especially in words relating to fashion.
If she wasn't an idol, she said she would want to be a model.
She loves spicy food, but started getting heartburn when she turned twenty-seven, so she always keeps medicine in her purse.
In Serene, she is closest to Natsumi. Miori considers her her best friend. They shared a dorm when they were rookies.
As of 2026, she is currently studying for a degree in psychology at Seoul Cyber University.
Her specialty is memorization.
Her favorite movie is Casablanca.
She doesn't like overly sweet foods.
Her go-to drink is salted cheese milk tea with extra boba pearls.
She has three cats named Givenchy, Neiman Marcus, and Yves.
She has joked that she wants someone with bad fashion sense, because she doesn't have enough room in her closet to date someone who also collects designer clothing.
She loves corny jokes.
When she's not working, she likes to relax by doing pilates or yoga. She doesn't like to read, but she likes to listen to audiobooks.
Her perfect meal is hot and sour soup with fried fish, rice, and a fried egg on top.
MIORI'S IDEAL TYPE: Someone dependable and smart, who is also a good listener and gets along well with her little sister.
thread .01—starter for @lovelettersbymio, kh entertainment dorm buildings
Miori hasn’t been down these halls in years. Seniors just don't really need to, nowadays—ever since Miori settled on which penthouse she wanted, she hasn't bothered coming to the dorms. So it feels awkward in her baseball cap, sunglasses, and face mask. It's just other idols, but she knows she's a well-established senior, and she doesn't like the attention the same way she once did.
She glances at her phone, frowning under the mask. Glowing back up at her is her half-sister's—she mentally grimaces at the word—text inviting her to the amusement park for Miori's 32nd birthday coming up.
Sweet, oblivious Mio. How would she know that Miori's tastes aren't exactly amusement parks? But...Miori has an obligation. Some kind. She doesn't quite know what, but she knows that she does feel awful every time Mio looks up at her with those big, hopeful eyes, unaware that just the sight of her makes Miori nauseous. She's a relic of the past, after all—a relic Miori's spent her whole life forgetting.
Now, wherever Kismet is running around, Miori's not sure. But she doesn't have to be unsure for too long—she rounds the corner, and there she is. Mio. Walking toward Miori far before she's ready to see her.
Realistically speaking, Miori would never have been ready to see her. She never is. She's spent the whole morning steeling herself to let her little sister down gently. But in a horrifically embarrassing, graceless display, Miori spins on her heel and slams right into the wall.
Well, no hope of escaping before Mio could see her. No avoiding it now. She turns casually as if none of that just happened.
"Oh, hey, Mio. You're just who I was looking for. I got your text. The one about my birthday?"
plot call! (◍•ᴗ•◍)♡ ✧*。i made a monster intro post so i'm hopping back on the dash with something easier on the eyes. if you're looking for an industry senior, older sister type, or mentor figure to plot with, please feel free to ♡ this post for miori & me to shoot you a plotting dm!
i personally prefer plotting in discord so lmk if you wanna take the party over there!
wanted connections, if anything strikes your fancy
I'm Tris, 26, she/her, MDT, and I'm excited to bring you Mochizuki Miori, leader and main vocalist of Serene (If you saw me with the lead vocalist/lead dancer claim...no you didn't...˙ᴗ˙)! I've been dabbling in KRP for a while, so I'm really excited to finally be writing a calm, peaceful, and chill character. Read more about her below, or click any of these links! It's a bit of a monster under the cut, though...you've been warned...
ʕっ•ᴥ•ʔっ︵ profile / connections / career
WANTED CONNECTIONS
Miori is a very low-drama person. On top of this, she's also very loyal. She wouldn't be the type to have messy exes or active enemies—she simply tries not to be around people who antagonize her, irritate her, or whom she otherwise doesn't mesh with. She's not a grudge-holder unless it's anything related to her biological dad.
I would love for her to have a long-term boyfriend in a senior group à la SNSD Sooyoung/JKH (RIP that relationship), whom she's been dating since 2018—the year that dating is allowed. It's not official that they're dating, but the public kinda figures. He's seen her through her highs and lows and supported her through the stalking incident, and is a grounding force for her more lofty lifestyle and a voice of reason through the whole Mio situation. This would probably be a heavy-plotting connection.
Similarly, I would love for her to have a tight-knit group of girlfriends she's known since debut days. Again, she's loyal—she sticks with people through thick and thin, and is very much a girl's girl.
She'd get along well with anyone who loves the sweeter things in life. She would do well with a tight-knit crew who also loves to travel (especially now that Serene's schedules seem to be calming down a little bit), who she could treat to vacations to Paris, Milan, London, or NYC to explore the newest fashion.
She's known as an ideal older sister figure. She would be the type to have a group of younger idols she takes under her wing, buys dinner for, buys clothes for, and offers a place to crash at.
A couple boy best friends in the vein of Key and Taeyeon. Nothing romantic about it, they just get along great.
A messy friend whose personal life she's totally exhausted by, but loves and supports nonetheless; she's definitely a nonjudgmental solace for anyone messy.
Some connections who don't get along with her, especially if they're also seniors who've had weird, low-grade beef for years—maybe they misunderstand her materialism as conceit instead of genuine passion for caring about the things she surrounds herself with. Maybe they just don't trust her because she's so unfazed by everything.
Unrequited pining is always fun! Would need to be plotted, though, since it's more drama than she'd be used to, and assuming my wish comes true that she's had a boyfriend for eight years, she wouldn't be the piner.
I meant it when I said that she actually is very chill. Her main loves are fashion and her group, and with Serene being so successful, she's fully content to enjoy the rewards of their hard work. She loves her cats. She loves her penthouse. She's well-known for expensive taste, having been a brand ambassador for Dior for a while—she's fondly nicknamed Dior-Mior.
(tw: infidelity, divorce, abandonment) She hasn't spoken to her biological dad since she was six, and he left her mom for a younger woman. Her mom moved them to Seoul, where she met Miori's stepdad, who was a talented musician and taught Miori to sing. Miori adores her mom and stepdad, and would like to get a name change someday to match his.
She was scouted at school when she was twelve and began training shortly thereafter. She trained for eight years; it wasn't actually too bad for her, since she got to improve her singing, which was great bonding with her stepdad.
She debuted with Serene at age twenty, coming in sixth in Eighteen.
(tw: stalking) Her first few years of idoldom were fraught with parasociality. She was almost as parasocial with her fans as they were with her. She was chronically obsessed with Lynk, would be answering way too many DMs...she tried her absolute best to fill the void her father left with expensive purchases and the love of fans. This, unfortunately, led to a stalking incident from 2019-2021 that culminated in her stalker showing up in front of her home and being arrested.
From there, she laid low for a few years, taking therapy seriously at last and learning to be a more balanced, centered person. The outcome is someone who's quieter and more reserved than who she used to be, but is unquestionably still Miori. She found a very peaceful, centered, self-assured place.
...then 2023, she discovered that her dad and his new wife had had a child in 2004, none other than Kismet's Mio...she found out same as the public, reading an article that her half-sister was to debut. She knew she had a half-sister, but didn't really bother keeping up with her dad's side of the family. She almost didn't believe it for a while, and called her mom to confirm. Now they have an awkward relationship that they're trying to build, though it drives Miori up the wall that fans have crafted a "loving sisters" dynamic between the two, and the company encourages it for the publicity.
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