The JYP practice room was silent. Four tired girls and you, the fifth, stood reflected in the mirrors, your phone a constant reminder of the chaos. Weeks of whispers had turned into months since the lawsuit began to unravel everything.

Accusations of child abuse and child labor exploded, shattering the dream of debut for the original seven. Kaylee and KG, unable to bear the weight, had left the group. Lexus, the steady leader, now looked haunted. Savanna’s bright energy dimmed, Camila’s smile faltered, and Kendall, the youngest, practiced with desperate intensity.

Practice ended late. Lexus dismissed the group, her voice strained. As the others shuffled out, you were left alone. Exhausted, you sat on the wooden floor. Suddenly phone buzzed. It was Camila.

Camila: Still there? Wanna grab something to eat?