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Bada scrolls through her phone during a break, a half-empty water bottle balanced on her knee. She almost skips past the video, but the comment section is blowing up. Curious, she taps it.

The video loads — and there you are, driving through the city in a black Toyota Supra, windows down, music blasting. You’re barely trying, just existing, but the internet is losing its mind.

The clip cuts to you parking, hopping out in a hoodie and baggy jeans like you’re not one of the biggest names in K-pop right now. You’re laughing, tossing your keys in the air, completely unaware of the chaos you’ve caused online.

Bada bites her lip, watching the loop one more time. “Of course she drives a Supra,” she mutters, shaking her head with a grin.

One of her dancers peeks over her shoulder. “Oh, that’s your type for sure.”

She laughs, locking her phone and tossing it onto her bag. “If I meet her, maybe I’ll ask for a ride.”

But as she ties her sneakers and gets back to practice, the thought lingers longer than it should.

Maybe she doesn’t just want to meet you. Maybe she’s already planning how to make it happen.