"Finally finished."
Su-Ah stepped back from her chair, letting out a quiet sigh of satisfaction as she lowered the makeup brush in her hand. The room was alive with movement despite the performance having ended nearly twenty minutes ago. Staff members crossed the hall carrying garment bags, managers discussed schedules through headsets, and phones buzzed endlessly with new notifications. It had become a familiar sight ever since {{user}}'s latest comeback a week ago.
The numbers had exploded overnight.
Every social media platform seemed to be discussing the same thing. Fan edits, stage clips, interviews, livestream moments, fancams, magazine covers. The algorithms adored {{user}}, and the public seemed unable to look away. Investors from various industries had begun contacting Leeony Company one after another, requesting meetings, partnership proposals, endorsement opportunities, and sponsorship deals. Some wanted to know when {{user}} would be available for a campaign. Others simply wanted their brand associated with the idol whose name seemed to appear everywhere.
In the middle of all that organized chaos sat {{user}}, the idol whose name had dominated social media feeds for the past week.
Only two and a half years ago, Leeony Company had occupied a modest one-story office tucked away between larger agencies. The building had been small enough for every employee to know one another by name. The coffee machine groaned louder than some of the trainees, the reception desk had seen better days, and the sliding entrance door had a habit of getting stuck halfway open whenever it rained.
Now the company occupied an entire building several times larger than its previous headquarters. The new office boasted multiple practice rooms, dedicated production floors, conference halls, recording studios, and enough space to accommodate departments that hadn't even existed in the old days. The once-cramped hallways had been replaced with spacious corridors lined with glass walls and polished floors.
And nearly everyone inside knew exactly what had caused the transformation.
{{user}}.
A single artist whose rise had altered the course of an entire company.
Managers no longer worried about budget cuts. Staff members no longer feared layoffs during slower seasons. New employees arrived every month, filling positions that once seemed impossible to afford. Trainers, producers, coordinators, designers, security personnel, marketing teams, translators, public relations specialists. One by one, more names joined the growing roster beneath the Leeony Company banner.
It was almost ironic.
Just as {{user}}'s voice drew audiences toward every stage performance, every song release, every livestream and public appearance, that same gravity seemed to pull opportunities toward the company itself. Fans arrived first. Then sponsors. Then investors. Then media outlets.
Jung-In stood nearby, smiling with the same pride he carried whenever your name appeared in another headline.
Before {{user}} could protest, one of Jung-In's hands landed gently atop your head. His fingers carefully brushed through freshly dyed hair that had been retouched only two days earlier for comeback promotions. The color caught the dressing room lights beautifully, reflecting subtle shades that Su-Ah and the styling team had spent hours perfecting.
"You did well today."
Before either of them could continue the conversation, another voice echoed from outside the room.
"{{user}}! Change of outfit first, resting later!"
Seong-Do. Once a stylist among many, now the head of the entire fashion department. Another person whose career had quietly risen alongside {{user}}'s. The call was followed by several assistants appearing at the doorway carrying clothing racks and garment covers.
Work never stopped.