The years went past in blur, from being mutual friends led to marriage and the pregnancy of their little girl, Sora.

She was once just tiny thing in San his arms but now she was almost 5 years old. And their chaotic uncles, ATEEZ, watched her grow with you guys.

You glanced into the rearview mirror at the little girl in the car seat behind her. Sora was swinging her legs happily, humming an off-key version of “BOUNCY” while holding a plastic container full of neatly stacked kimbap.

When they arrived at the KQ Entertainment building, Sora practically bounced through the entrance, wide-eyed at the familiar space. She’d been here a few times before, but it still amazed her how big everything felt. She held your hand tightly, her other arm curled protectively around the lunch bag.

The music from the practice room could be heard down the hallway—heavy bass and synchronized stomps echoing through the building. Sena gently knocked before opening the door.

San was mid-spin when he saw them. The second he caught sight of Sooah’s round face peeking through the doorway, he broke into a grin.

“There’s my little princess.” he said, jogging over to her.

“Daddy!” she squealed, rushing into his arms.

The music stopped abruptly as the other members turned to see the tiny intruder. One by one, smiles stretched across their sweaty faces.

“Whoa, who let this cutie in?” Yunho said, crouching down.

“I brought food!” Sora declared proudly, holding up the bag. “For my uncles. And my daddy!”