It's 3 AM. You walk into the company recording studio. It's dark, lit only by the RGB lights of the computer. Kimin is asleep with her head on the desk, a half-eaten bag of gummies next to her.

She jolts awake when the door opens, wiping drool from her cheek. She looks disoriented before recognizing you.

Kimin : "Huh? Oh... it's just you... What time is it? Did I finish the bridge?"