SNSā team is very strict about sticking to each girls individual color and sweet treat like every comeback the girls will be in their colors monochromatically at least 3 times no doubt
Each girl has their own thoughts on in:
Nami highkey hates it cause green is her least liked colorā¦ sheās dreading the day she has to have green hair
Piper lovesss the bit and wears her color very often, but sheās seen in pink more than red and uses the ātheyāre sister colors it countsā excuse every time
Emiko is less consciously dedicated to wearing blue but is seen in it constantlyyyy because itās been her signature color since seasons
Mika loves purple but has realized she doesnāt own that many purple pieces in her personal wardrobeā¦ she was obsessed with her purple hair and canāt wait to have it back
Now Miss Londynā¦. This girl is insane when it comes to her dedication. She is in yellow every other outfit and is obsessed with keeping to her scheme, she even has collaborated with multiple ice cream brands to have her own ice creams
āOne day, I am gonna grow wings, A chemical reaction, Hysterical and useless.ā āĀ Radiohead,Ā Let Down.
IN WHICH ... A choice is made.
FEATURING ... DeepDive Esemble. Son Jinhwa. Kang Jihan.
WORD COUNT ā¦ 3K
NOTES AND WARNINGS ...Grief, death (overdose), addiction, emotional trauma, group conflict, verbal and physical abuse, implied grooming, idol industry exploitation, depression, dissociation, toxic leadership. rbs, comments, and asks are always appreciatedĀ ā”
The room is crowded. The room is stuffy. The room is silent.
Eight men are crammed into Jinhwaās office.
Jinhwa is sitting behind his desk, and Jihan stands in the corner behind Jinhwa. In front of them, the members of DeepDive are spread out. Noah and Kiwoo sat in the oak chairs in front of the desk that separates them from their superiors, Jisung standing near the couch with his arms crossed, Aiden and Woobin sat on the couch, Aiden with his hands in his lap and Woobin biting one of his fingernails, and Reid stood against the bookshelf on the opposite end, near Noahās chair but not close enough to touch. Thereās someone physically missing but the weight of it is obvious. It has been for days now.
āYou all have suffered a terrible loss,ā Jinhwa starts and Jisung bites the inside of his cheek, looking away from his boss. His lips twitch. He wants a cigarette.Ā
āWe all have. Finn wasā¦so important to Mydol. Weāre going to work hard to ensure heās not forgotten and to give you all the time you need.ā
Silence.
Reid looks at Jisung, who locks eyes with him for a moment, nodding at him in their own secret language. Aiden hasnāt looked up from his lap since they got here, but Reid looks at him as if for approval. Aiden doesnāt notice.Ā
āWhat if we need a lot of time?ā Reid inquires. Jinhwa looks at him with something Reid swears heās never seen on the manās face before: Compassion.
Jinhwa nods.
āYou can have it.ā
āYears,ā Reid counters. He hears Kiwoo sigh softly, scratching the back of his neck. āWhat if we need years?ā Itās a backdoor question. They wonāt need years because theyāll never really get used to the new life theyāve been dealt. Jinhwa nods again while Jihan stares daggers into the back of his head, looking up at Reid. Woobin shifts in his seat, and Jihanās gaze snaps to him, causing the other to still. Aiden notices, glancing out the corner of his eye at Woobi,n then up at Jihan, but dropping his gaze before their eyes can meet.
Jinhwa clears his throat.
āThen, we can discuss the avenues we want to go down as a teamāā
āAs a team?ā Jisung interrupts, stepping forward a step as he scoffs. āLook at us. The team is falling apart. You think we can carry on like this?ā Heās angry, but thatās all Jisung seems to be these days. Angry or gone. Jisung motions at Noah, whoās staring at his fatherās desk like heās trying to memorize the swirls in the wood and define their shapes.
āHe hasnāt spoken since the funeral, and youāre talking about what avenues weāre going to take. Enough of the faux-sympathy bullshit, Jinhwaāā
āJisung, please,ā Kiwoo whispers, a feeble attempt to keep the peace. He hasnāt felt like playing peacemaker these days. Even now, he rests his forehead on his palm like he has a headache with his round eyes shut. Jisung is relentless. He always is. Always fighting until heās out of breath or the other person has finally decided to give up. Jinhwa seemed never to give up. It makes Aidenās shoulders tense, looking at Reid to share a silent word, but Reid is only watching Jisung.
āNo. No. This is bullshit. Finn hasnāt been in the ground for a week and he wants to ask when weāre ready for a fucking comeback.ā
āThatās not what Iāmāā
āThen what is this? A sudden mental health check? Because the timing isnāt suspicious at all. Are you going to check our noses next?ā
āJisung!ā Kiwoo snaps, looking over his shoulder at the man with a disgusted look. Jisung raises his brows, putting a hand on his chest in bewilderment. Jinhwa sighs, leaning back in his chair as he taps his desk.
āWhat? Like Iām wrong? He didnāt give a fuck about our wellbeing before one of us overdosedāNo, no, sorry, until he died, because he overdosed twice and he didnāt do anything about it. Remember that?ā Every word is an accusation with fire and venom behind it. Woobin sucks air through his teeth.
āWe all knew what Finn was doing,ā Woobin speaks, causing heads to turn towards him, most stunned heās speaking since heās been the most nonchalant about this whole thing since it happened. āAnd we all did nothing to help him soāā
āThatās not trueāā Reid tries, but Woobin scoffs, cutting him off.
āIt is. It is true. We stopped giving a fuck that Finn was sniffing up half his body weight in coke after, like, what? 2021? 2022? Just because you made a half-assed attempt to get him to rehab doesnāt mean you cared more, Reid.ā Then the room is silent with Reid turning his head away, upper lip curled in, while Blue almost looks smug because he knows heās right. Blue, despite his glaring flaws, is usually always right. He always says the truth in the most indigestible fashion to watch others choke on what he already knows.
āShould you really have much of a say on this?ā Jisung chimes in, baritone voice hard. Blue turns his head towards the elder dramatic, tilting it with a condescending hum. Jisung sucks air through his perfect teeth, locking eyes with Blue. āYou liked Finn unconscious more than you did awake.ā
Blue scoffs, rolling his head as if to get a crick out of his neck.
āEverybody liked Finn unconscious.ā
Just as Aiden opens his mouth to tell Blue to shut up, Jihan steps out from his corner, smacking Blue in the mouth with the back of his hand. The impact stuns him, sending him snapping back and colliding with the back of the couch before his hands jerk up to cover his now bleeding lower lip. Aiden shuts his mouth, his eyes wide as mothballs as they stare forward.
Kiwoo drops his head in his hands while Jisung bites back a laugh, wearing the same smug expression Blue once wore.
āStop talking.ā Is all Jihan tells his son, stepping back behind Jinhwaās desk, arms crossed and eyes glaring daggers into Blue. Blue stares ahead of him, keeping his mouth covered with one hand as he adjusts his posture, as if it makes much of a difference.
Jinhwa rubs his lips together, uncomfortable yet bored. When he shakes his head slowly, some of his dark brown hair falls into his face. He drums his slender fingers on his desk, hoping maybe to get Noahās attention, but Noah still stares ahead, wordless.
āWe could bring up the possibility ofā¦ā Jinhwa hesitates, sighing with a shrug. āDisbandment, if thatās what you boys would like to discuss.ā
The only boy in the room is dead, but even Finn was nearing 26. He was no boy. These are men all nearing thirty or just touching it, all living through more than they shouldāve at their ages. Reid is the eldest, turning thirty just three months ago. Heās spent a third of his life in DeepDive, even longer under Jinhwaās cold and hard direction, and he wants to imagine what life would be like as something simpler than this. Heās thought of being a painter before, but heās useless with a paintbrush. Sometimes, Reid wishes to be a simple taxi driver and remain anonymous. He knows life wouldnāt be easier if he were one, but he also believes it would be much simpler.
Jisung is next, being twenty-eight but swearing he feels forty-eight. A part of Jisung knows heās never been a boy. Before he became a trainee, he helped his mom make rent by selling fruit on the side of the road or tricking people into giving him their spare change. He started training later than the rest of the boys, joining at sixteen and managing to debut at eighteen because of his charm and vocals. Heās always been praised for his maturity, but now he feels it's wearing on him or showing in his skin. He smokes two packs of cigarettes on a normal day, three if heās stressed, but recently heās been nearing four. He feels ancient.
Noah feels as if heās aged backwards. When he was fifteen, he felt twenty-five, but now, at twenty-six, he feels fifteen. He swears heās felt fifteen for lifetimes now. He canāt escape those numbers. At fifteen, Noah was the tallest trainee, told by the head trainee evaluator he was too handsome to be fifteen, and he needed to embrace that more. He had no idea what that meant, but by the time he was sixteen, they were officially dating. She was thirty-two. He only began to feel like a boy when they broke up once Noah turned twenty-five. Ever since then, heās been going backwards, and this loss only seemed to make it worse.
Woobin has always been a man. Ever since his mom left in the middle of the night, he had been treated as a grown man, not a five-year-old boy. With every cruel word from his fatherās tongue, every bruise from his balled up fist, and every exit from a step-mother that promised to stay, Woobin aged. He feels older than his father, who looms in the corner like a shadowy ghost waiting to spook whoever dares to pass him. Woobin has never been a boy. At this point, he finds being a boy pointless, wishing he were a man straight from the womb.
Kiwoo didnāt care to be a man, but thatās what heās been since his sister died. He marks that as the loss of his innocence if he had any left at that point. The sadness in him often clawed at what made him a child, seeping in and souring every good memory he had. Since he was seven, heās been sad. Heās always been miserable. There are just days when heās less sad than others. Now, his days consist of rotting in his bed until his husband is begging him to get up to eat something. Oddly, Kiwoo hasnāt felt this childish since he was a child. He relies on others to take care of him. Drew even brushed his hair this morning before this meeting. Itās dreadful to be a child in a manās body, Kiwoo thinks, but it's always been this way.
And Aiden. Aiden seemed to be the only one in the room who wasnāt forced to accept manhood at an early age. Some say his mother coddled him too much. He still believed in Santa when he was thirteen and refused to do basic tasks without her supervision. Itās never been known whether this is how Aiden is or how his mother is, but either way, he stayed a boy the longest out of all of them. Time and men have changed that. Aiden doesnāt think he became a man the night he canāt remember, but he still feels in his spirit. He thinks something was taken from him, and nothing was gained. He assumes heās a man now, but he doesnāt care about that. He never has and probably never will.
āI donāt want to do this without Finn,ā Noah finally speaks, low and hushed. Jinhwa nods slowly. He reaches for his sonās hand, but Noah doesnāt move, keeping his dark brown eyes ahead, fingers lying limply on his thighs. āWe wonāt even sound the same.ā That sentence sounds forced out as if Noah doesnāt want to say it because it means nothing in the grand scheme of things.Ā
Kiwoo keenly eyes Jinhwaās hand slowly retracting, glancing at Noah, then back at the ground as a silence settles. The only thing he can hear is Aidenās teeth clipping against his nails. Kiwoo reaches over, shoving them from the elderās mouth with a hard blink. Aiden balls his fists up by his sides instead, nodding.
āI donāt want to either,ā Aiden concludes. Reid looks up when his best friend speaks, inhaling through his nose.
āMe either.ā If Aiden goes, Reid goes. Itās always been that way. It will always be that way. They both know that and accepted that long ago.
āThereās no reason to keep going without Finn,ā Blue chimes in, āIām out.ā
Jisung gives the man a glare that could cut glass, knowing this was a business decision for him. He opens his mouth to say that, but he catches Kiwooās tired eyes, and the air gets caught in his throat. He shuts his mouth, lips forming a line, then he nods, crossing his arms.
āItās all of us or none of us,ā Jisung finally says, voice gruff, but it carries a sadness that has Noah glancing up the slightest bit.
Slowly, eyes drift over to Kiwoo, waiting for his conclusion. The silence is waiting to be filled, Kiwoo staring at the ground, unaware of the eyes on him, waiting for the usual voice to fill the room. Heās met with silence. It oddly hits him that heāll never hear the seventh voice that would boisterously fill the room with laughter or a stupid comment ever again. Kiwooās brow knitted, and his bottom lip shook, his small hand lifting to cover his eyes that filled with tears quicker than he could comprehend. A sob he tries to repress shakes out of his throat, making him drop his head down.
No one moves, no one says a word.Ā
Noah lifts his arm, placing a hand on Kiwooās shoulder and rubbing it in an attempt to comfort him. Noah moves his hand from his shoulder to the back of his neck, rubbing there and down his spine robotically, mimicking how he remembers his mother would comfort him when he cried as a child. Heās silent, but heās there.
Jinhwa nods, taking that as an answer enough, pushing the box of tissues towards Kiwoo, who doesnāt move to take them. He sits behind his desk like a judge delivering the final verdict, his posture perfect and a cold look on his face, as he tries to mask it with sincerity.
No one knows if Son Jinhwa really cared that Finn Lee died, or if he was just sad his prized pig finally went to the slaughter.Ā
āWe can discuss this more after the funeral.ā The thought of the funeral is absolutely dreadful to all of them. Jisung feels his throat tighten, looking down at the ground as his arms tighten around his chest.Ā
āI respectāā
āCan we leave?ā Jisung interjects, looking up to stare squarely at Jinhwa, who stares holes into the other manās skull. Both of their stares are relentless, waiting for the other to back down, but neither of them does. Jisung raises his thick brows, urging Jinhwa to say something or dismiss him. They only stop looking at each other when Noah stands from his chair, helping Kiwoo up with an arm around his shoulders.Ā
They leave without a word, Kiwoo holding onto Noahās shirt at his waist with his head down, light brown hair covering his face in a curly curtain.Ā
Reid lingers as the first wave leaves, watching Noah guide Kiwoo out of the room. If not for the ripple in the carpet, Reid might believe the entire encounter is a bad TV drama. He lets his hands rest at his sides, short nails digging into the seams of his trousers, and stares at the curve of the office chair at Woobinās unmoving blue-black silhouette on the couch.
Aiden is still beside him, holding his breath in that way he does when he wants to say something but doesnāt trust himself not to cry. Reid nudges him hard with an elbow, and Aiden startles, blinking.
āCome on,ā Reid says. The sound of his voice feels like sand in his mouth. āLetās get some air.ā
Aiden nods and stands. He looks back at Woobin, who presses his tongue to his raw lip and offers a half-shrug. Reid thinks if he looks closer, heāll see the beginnings of a bruise where Jihan struck him, a bruised purple blooming under the skin, but Woobinās expression is so flat, so bored, almost, that itās easier to look away.
Jisung is already at the door, jiggling the handle too hard, like maybe he can wrench his way out of this room and everything it stands for. He doesnāt wait for anyone, just tears into the hall, two steps ahead of his own shadow. Reid follows, and when he passes Jinhwa, he catches the manās profile: the pinched mouth, the wide pupils.
Out in the hallway, the air is a few degrees cooler, and it feels like a slap. Jisung is already half a corridor away, shoulders hunched and strides long enough to make it clear he doesnāt want company. Reid doubts even a bear trap could stop him now. He doesnāt blame him.
Woobin is the last to leave. He wipes his mouth with the cuff of his sleeve, eyes Aiden for a second, then trails after the rest of them. Aiden watches him go, then follows, keeping three paces behind like heās afraid the air might snap if he gets too close.
Nobody speaks in the elevator. It creaks and groans, and smells like something smokey. Jisung keeps his eyes locked on the red numbers as they tick down, and Woobin stares at his own reflection in the metal wall, as if heās waiting for it to talk back. Aiden tucks himself into the corner and presses his fists to his thighs. Reid closes his eyes and counts the seconds.
At the ground floor, Jisung bolts before the doors finish opening, disappearing into the parking lot. Woobin goes next, hands in his pockets, head down, the solid thump of his boots leaving a trail. Reid hears him spit on the cement as he passes the curb. Aiden lingers, waiting for Reid to move.
āmy forgetting, my opiate, my oblivion.ā āĀ Audrey Niffenegger,Ā The Time Traveler's Wife
IN WHICH ... Finn would rather forget than remember
FEATURING ... FINN LEE + SON JINHWA
WORD COUNT ā¦ 1.7K
NOTES AND WARNINGS ... Set in the past. Finn is 19. Aftermaths of Sexual Assault. Hospitals. Barely proofread because I can't fully finish this piece lmao. rbs, comments, and asks are always appreciatedĀ ā”
He wakes up aching.
Finn feels his long black hair being brushed out of his eyes as they struggle to open. The room is dark, and heās cold. His stomach feels like it's been turned inside out and is exposed to the stiff sheets heās lying on. He takes a deep breath, and it feels like a freight train has hit him at a hundred miles per hour. Finn lets out a pained groan, shutting his eyes tightly as the white-hot pain flashes through his body. His arms wrap around his stomach to try to soothe himself, but it doesnāt do much.
āFinn,ā A voice calls to him as he writhes into the bed, groaning again as he feels his skin get hot from how much pain heās in. Thereās a hand on his back, but heās not soothed. The pain is so distracting, so in his face that he feels disoriented. Everything hurts. āYou have a morphine drip-ā
āFucking whereāā Finn groans, rolling on his back, a hot shooting pain going up his spine. A sharp cry leaves his lips at the pain, rolling back on his side with another whimper, a sudden cool rush filling his body. The numbing chill of the morphine began to seep into his veins, the intense heat of agony subsiding to reveal a hollow shell of cold, echoing pain. Finn could feel the life draining from his body, each ragged breath less satisfying than the last. His heart pounded like a war drum against his chest, an insistent reminder of the fight raging within.
A metallic taste flooded his mouth as he tried to speak, his voice barely above a whisper, frustrated tears pooling in his eyes. The room wavered and spun around him as he clutched tightly at the sheets beneath him.
There was a distant sound of hurried footsteps and hushed voices. Finn turned his head towards them, but they were merely shadows moving in the periphery of his vision. The voice calling out to him grew muffled and distant, as though he was plunging into the murky water.
The faint glow of medical monitors cast haunting shadows on the sterile white walls, flickering and thrumming in sync with Finn's heartbeat. They were a cruel mimicry of life, these machines watching over him with unfeeling eyes.
Finn's heavy eyelids fluttered shut as another wave of pain washed over him, snatching away his consciousness. The room echoed with a hollow beep-beep-beep...Ā
And then there was silence. The stark reality of Finn's suffering was swallowed by darkness, a momentary relief from the relentless assault on his senses. His world dipped into oblivion for now, providing a meager respite from his torment.
But the respite was fleeting, a hollow promise in the face of his pain. Consciousness clawed its way back, pulling him up from the comfort of oblivion into the harsh glare of reality. The beep-beep-beep resumed its cruelly rhythmic toll, and Finn forced his eyes open, the effort an invisible weight on his chest.
The room swam into view, sterile white walls seeming almost blinding after the comforting dark. He blinked heavily, straining to focus on the silhouettes moving at the edge of his vision. They resolved into figures, and one stepped forward into his line of sight.
āWhere the fuck am I?ā Finn groans out, curling his knees up to be in the fetal position on the unforgiving hospital bed mattress. He knows heās in the hospital, thatās the only place he could be, but he doesnāt believe it for some reason. His head aches, his thighs ache, his jaw aches, his spine aches, everything just aches, and Finn doesnāt know why.
āYouāre in the hospital, Finn.ā Itās Jinhwaās voice. Finn knows the sound of it anywhere. He can sense a tone of pity in the older manās voice, a tiredness that Finn hasnāt heard before. Still, Finn doesnāt lift his head. It feels too heavy to do so right now. He just groans in response, eyes shutting with a deep breath to hopefully help with the aching.
It doesnāt, but Finn tells himself it does. He hears Jinhwa inhale through his nose.
āFinn,ā Jinhwa starts, āDo youā¦Do you remember what happened?ā
Finn doesnāt even remember if he ate breakfast this morning at this point, but he knows something bad had to have happened to him. Heās using his context clues. The hospital, the aching, the sense of dread in his gut, despite being safe. Something happened to him and he canāt remember it.Ā
Finn shakes his head, his dark hair falling over his shut eyes. He can feel Jinhwa brush it out of his face and behind his ear, his hand trailing down to rub his back soothingly like he would to an infant. Finn takes a deep breath, finding comfort in the repetitive sensation. It reminds him of his mother. He misses his mother.
āDoes Mama know Iām here?ā Finn asks quickly. He always hated worrying his mother, so a lot of his life remains a secret to her. Sheās far away anyway; it doesnāt matter. Finn tells himself that every time he texts his mom, heās going to sleep, but actually leaves to go to a club and do as many lines as his nose can handle before it starts bleeding.
Coke. He left the house to get coke.
Fuck.
āNo,ā Jinhwa replies as he pulls his hand back. āI donāt plan on telling her unless you want me to.ā
A silence.
āDid I overdose?ā Itās the question thatās been burning on his tongue. For a moment, thereās no answer. Finn can feel his heart throbbing in his throat at the silence, but he figures the silence is a good enough answer. Jinhwa sighed, and Finn could hear him shift in his chair, his shoes skidding across the aluminum floor.
āYeah.ā
Finn doesnāt reply. He keeps his eyes shut and his back towards his boss as his cheeks get hot. Overdosing is so embarrassing.
āAm I going to prison?ā Finn asks in a small whisper. Jinhwa lets out a strained yet airy chuckle.
āYou know I would never let that happen, Jungwoo.ā
Heās the only one who calls Finn by his Korean name. It makes him feel special. It makes him actually like the name, but only when Jinhwa says it. Finn finally turns over on his other side, winching when his backside is against the mattress for a moment. When heās face to face with Jinhwa, he takes in how detached he looks. He looks tired and sad, the sadness in his brown eyes only growing the longer he looks at Finn.Ā
Finn only blinks at him, his face still slightly contorted in discomfort. Jinhwa curls his lips in, looking away from the younger with a deep breath.
āYou donāt remember anything?ā Jinhwa asks, bringing a nail to his mouth, a habit Finn rarely ever saw him return to. Stress starts to bubble inside of him again. Why was Jinhwa so tense? Why didnāt he remember anything? Does he want to know? His body knows, but Finnās mind doesnāt. It wonāt let him.
Finn shakes his head.
Jinhwa is silent for a moment, contemplating before clearing his throat and turning his gaze back to Finn.
āThey found you in a bathroom with, uh, with your pants down.ā
Finn doesnāt say anything. Jinhwa looks at the floor. The silence only lasts momentarily, but the machine's beeping feels louder than ever.
āYou got some pretty rough injuries.ā
Finnās body knows, but his brain wonāt let him remember. A tug-of-war of wanting to remember and wanting never to recall starts in his mind, causing Finn to take a shaky breath. His eyes are hot all of a sudden. He blinks quickly, looking anywhere but at Jinhwa, nearly making himself dizzy with how quickly his gaze is darting every which way. Thereās glue forming in his throat that he tries to swallow down, but is unsuccessful. A sob leaves Finnās trembling lips.
āAm I-ā
āYouāll be fine,ā Jinhwa assures with a nod, voice hushed as he moves to his knees to be closer to Finnās hospital bed. Without a second thought, Finn reaches out for him like an infant to his mother, another sob leaving his lips, but this one sends fat tears running down his cheeks. Jinhwa moves up onto the bed, letting Finn move his head into his lap. He rests his hands on his back again, rubbing soothingly like before. Finn rests his cheek against Jinhwaās thigh, feeling the roughness of his jeans against his cheek. He finds comfort in it, making him press harder into the muscle to feel the fabric more.
āThe doctors wanted you to be conscious before they do a full examination, but they said youāll just be uncomfortable physically for a week or so,ā Jinhwa tells him as his hands card through Finnās hair that needs to be washed. āYou should gett discharged tomorrow afternoon.ā
Finn nods through his tears, hearing Jinhwa soothingly hush him as if he were an infant. Finn can feel the bile in his throat as he cries harder, pressing his face harder into the manās leg, desperate to be unseen and unheard. Jinhwa lets him, gnawing on the inside of his cheek as he blindly rubs at Finnās back, staring ahead at the sterile white walls.
Heās hated hospitals for years now.
Beep-beep-beep.
āDo you have any idea who mightāve done this to you, Finn?ā The question feels strange, but Finn knows itās basic. He knows the answer as well, but nothing leaves his lips. He doesnāt want this to be real, and if he doesnāt say the manās name, it wonāt be real. None of it will be real. Itās already embarrassing that Jinhwa is here and that he knows heās been torn up from the inside out. Finn doesnāt want to imagine what it would be like if he knew whoās the one who did this to him.
Beep-beep-beep.
āNo,ā Finn lies through his tears, sniffling into the older manās leg, feeling his hand on his head. āI donāt remember anything.ā
Beep-beep-beep.
Jinhwa doesnāt say anything, but he stiffens. Finn can feel an icy pang of fear in his body, letting his sobs quiet into sniffles and whimpers, awaiting Jinhwaās response.
Beep-beep-beep.
āAre you sure?ā Finn knows what the question really means. Finn swallows, nodding again, this time with more gusto and shut eyes.
HARLOT came with TWO VERSIONS, eight photocards in each version. The era would feature a total of 78 photocards, including POBs, concert exclusives, fansign exclusives, and merchandise.
Congrats on getting into VENUS' M.I.A FANSIGN! You must've spent a shit ton of money buying all those albums! For all your hard work, you not only receive a signed album and the opportunity to ask the VENUS girls to do an embarrassing TikTok trend, but you also get an exclusive photocard!
just some addition ideas Iāve had recently āØāØ
exo additions :: [saay fc] & [eunji fc] make their debut in the og lineup, brining exo to 14. [saay fc] is apart of exo-m and [eunji fc] is apart of exo-k.
[eunbi fc] debuted in the lineup as the maknae in 2015 with call me baby to help the blow of losing two members. she later also made her debut in sm female super group girls on top.
the girls debuted in their own subunit in spring of 2017. they have released a plentiful of comebacks under said subunit and still do to this day.
all 3 members are still active members of exo to this day, but [eunji fc] and [saay fc] left sm entertainment after their latest contract renewals and are currently under their own company and promote both as a duo and solo.
seventeen additions :: all the girls debuted in the original lineup, with each member besides [seulgi fc] taking part in their predebut reality show.
all of the girls are members of the harmony unit. [mimi fc] is the leader + rapper, [seulgi fc] is the vocalist, [handong fc] is the dancer and [nancy fc] is the all rounder maknae.
[mimi fc] & [nancy fc] are in the rap unit, [seulgi fc] is in the vocal unit and [handong fc] is in the performance unit. [mimi fc] is also apart of the svt leaders unit and [nancy fc] & dino are in a duo subunit called ____
pristin addition :: pledis announced [handong fc] would be going on an indefinite hiatus and would be halting all activities with seventeen in september 2016. a few months later a teaser image was dropped of her with the new gg pristin.
no official statements were ever made to clarify [handong fc]ās situation but she promoted as a member of pristin all throughout 2017 and then made her debut in pristin v in 2018.
[handong fc] returned to seventeen from her indefinite hiatus in Q3 of 2018 for a harmony unit comeback. none of the members of either group were seemingly allowed to talk about the situation and fans have been left in the dark about what was actually going on bts.
hello venus addition :: [seulgi fc] made her debut as an original member of hello venus in 2012.
when group contracts got switched around in 2014, [seulgi fc] was the only member who kept her joint artist contract with both fantagio and pledis. this caused some tension bts when it came to the releases of sticky sticky and wiggle wiggle.
in early 2015, debut teaser images for seventeen dropped and [seulgi fc] was present despite their being no announcement of her leaving hello venus at the time. when fans raised questions, pledis announced that [seulgi fc] would be debuting in seventeen and leaving fantagio and hello venus after their summer comeback.
[seulgi fc] participated in the song and mv of hello venusā im ill but none of the stages or live shows. she officially left the group in august of 2015.
From contract manipulation to emotional abuse, six idols say Mydol crossed every line.
In a shocking turn of events thatās rocking the K-pop industry, six idols have come forward to file a joint lawsuit against their label, Mydol Entertainment, citing serious allegations of mistreatment, underpayment, and long-standing contractual issues.
On April 12, former VENUS member and newly-debuted soloist Bliss announced through her legal representatives that she would be suing Mydol Entertainment for sabotaging her solo debut and failing to compensate her properly for past activities.
āBliss alleges that her transition into a soloist was intentionally hindered by the label,ā said one representative. āDespite showing promising results and public interest, the agency blocked promotional opportunities and refused support.ā
Bliss is not alone.
Two popular members of boy group PRIORITY, Aiden and Juwon, have also filed complaints, detailing physical and emotional abuse within the company. Both idols claim they were overworked to the point of injury and frequently gaslit by management when trying to exit the company.
āThey were manipulated into staying,ā a source close to the two said. āEach time they tried to terminate their contracts, they were told they were being ungrateful or unprofessional. At one point, Juwon was hospitalized for exhaustion, yet was still expected to rehearse within days.ā
Another name involved in the lawsuit is Love, a member of the now-inactive girl group LUNARIX. While not as high-profile as the others, Loveās statement has also struck a chord online. She claims that she and her groupmates have not been paid in over two years, and that Mydol completely abandoned the group after their last comeback, despite promising a full-group return.
Perhaps the most shocking allegation comes from Deepdiveās Blue, who legally terminated his contract with Mydol months ago ā only to be told his severance pay was āalready gone.ā Even more disturbing, Blue claims he was personally taunted by the companyās CFO, Kang Jihan ā who also happens to be his father.
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āHe told me to stop being dramatic. That the money was spent and I shouldāve been smarter. I couldnāt believe it.ā
Soloist Analise, known as 'Korea's little sister' due to her long and fruitful career starting from when she was just fourteen, has also joined the lawsuit. Her story has particularly angered fans, as she revealed that she signed a 15-year contract in 2011 when she was only 14. Despite multiple attempts to renegotiate her contract into something more fair and modern, Mydol allegedly refused every time.
āThey told me there was no need to update something that was already working,ā Analise said in a now-viral statement. āBut it was never working ā I was a child, and they knew that.ā
This growing legal battle has sparked massive outrage across fandoms, with many demanding accountability and transparency from Mydol Entertainment. Netizens are particularly stunned by the caliber of idols involved ā Bliss, Aiden, Juwon, Blue, and Analise have all been considered either standout members of their groups or successful solo acts.
Mydol Entertainment has yet to release an official statement.
Fans are currently trending hashtags like #JusticeForBliss, #FreeAidenAndJuwon, and #ProtectAnalise across platforms, urging both the industry and the public to take allegations of idol mistreatment seriously.
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