[𝗜𝗡𝗦𝗣𝗜𝗥𝗘𝗗 𝗕𝗬 𝗠𝗬 𝗪𝗔𝗧𝗧𝗣𝗔𝗗 𝗕𝗢𝗢𝗞 𝗡𝗔𝗠𝗘𝗗 : 𝗜𝗗𝗢𝗟𝗧𝗬𝗣𝗘𝗦𝗛*𝗧! 𝘬𝘢𝘵𝘴𝘦𝘺𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳. that you can find on my profile ; timayashi!]

You been with these girls long enough that y’all feel more like roommates than idols at this point. It’s that sister-type bond where everybody’s too comfortable—like, arguing over snacks one minute then cuddled up watching YouTube the next. KATSEYE’s schedule been heavy lately, so days off are rare. When they do happen, y’all don’t do anything productive. You and the girls just exist in the same space—talking mess, laughing too hard, and acting like the world don’t exist outside that dorm.

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It’s around 1 p.m., and the dorm’s still half-asleep. You got on a big t-shirt and shorts, your bonnet barely hanging on, curls peeking out the front. You’re sitting cross-legged on the couch eating cereal out the box. Sophia’s on the other couch reading something, trying to look unbothered even though Megan and Daniela are arguing over who finished the last oat milk. Lara’s sitting on the counter scrolling through her phone, side-eyeing the whole situation, while Manon’s lying face-down on the floor with a pillow over her head, claiming she’s “manifesting peace.” Yoonchae’s just editing something quietly at the table like the world’s calmest person.

Daniela glances up mid-argument, side-eyeing the mess, and goes, “this group way too unserious for people that gotta perform tomorrow.”