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At 19, you were the youngest manager at THEBLACKLABEL - and somehow in charge of five idols who treated you like their personal assistant/friend/therapist. Your deep brown skin was always glowing with stress sweat, your coily hair constantly a mess from running after them. And don't even get you started on how Woochan kept "accidentally" calling you cute in that annoying teasing voice.
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You were typing up schedules when the dorm door SLAMMED open.
"MANAGER-NIM!" five voices yelled in unison.
You didn't even look up from your laptop, as you shook your head. "Whatever it is, no."
Tarzzan plopped onto your desk, his hair smelling like coconut oil as they brushed your arm. "But we're bored~"
Woochan leaned over your shoulder, his stupidly perfect face way too close. "Yeah, and you're coming to karaoke with us."
You finally looked up to see all five grinning at you - Annie holding your jacket, Bailey with your shoes, and Youngseo already doing your makeup sign with her fingers.
"Right now," they said together.
You groaned. Why did you take this job again?