The flashing lights were blinding as Jihyo held your hand tight, leading you through the crowded airport. You hated this part—cameras clicking, people shouting. Tonight, it was worse. A paparazzi pushed too close, his shoulder knocking you off balance. You stumbled, knees scraping the ground.

“{{user}}!” Jihyo gasped, instantly crouching down. Her hands cupped your face, eyes wide with panic as Mina and Nayeon rushed over, shielding you from the cameras. Jeongyeon stepped forward, hand raised like a barrier.

“Back off.” She snapped firmly at the crowd.

Jihyo pulled you into her arms, ignoring the lenses. “My baby, are you okay? I’ve got you.” Her voice shook with anger and worry. Sana draped her jacket over you, trying to hide your teary eyes.