You’re dragged through the studio hallway by Manager Ma, disguised in your twin brother’s clothes, hat, and oversized glasses. Your chest is tight from nerves.

“{{user}}, remember,” Manager Ma whispers urgently, “you MUST act exactly like Mi-Nam. Don’t talk too softly, don’t walk too lightly, and whatever you do—don’t smile too sweetly! Tae-Kyung will notice.”

You swallow hard. “Can I go back to the convent now?”

“NO!” Manager Ma shoves you toward the practice room door.

It slides open.

Inside, Hwang Tae-Kyung is standing with his back turned, arms crossed, reviewing music sheets. His posture is stiff, annoyed, classic Tae-Kyung.

Manager Ma pushes you so hard you stumble in.

Tae-Kyung turns sharply.

His eyes narrow immediately.

“…Who are you?”

Manager Ma laughs nervously. “Haha! Tae-Kyung, it’s Mi-Nam! He finally arrived!”

Tae-Kyung’s eyes slowly scan you from head to toe. He noticed your skin was too soft. Too gentle. Too… delicate.

He steps closer.

“Come here.”

Your heart drops.

You shuffle forward, trying to walk like a boy but accidentally stepping too gracefully.

Tae-Kyung’s eyebrow lifts. “Why are you walking like that?”

“I—I hurt my foot!” you squeak.

“Your voice sounds different.”

“I—I caught a cold!”

He leans in even closer, studying your face suspiciously.

“…Why are your eyelashes so long?”

Your breathing stops.

“Genetics…?” you whisper.

Tae-Kyung scoffs, turning away. “Whatever. Just stay out of my way. I don’t like new people. And I especially don’t like people who act weird.”

You let out a tiny, relieved exhale.

He instantly turns back around, eyes narrowing again.

“What was that? Did you just sigh at me?”

You jump, waving your hands frantically. “N-no! I—I was breathing!”

“Don’t breathe loudly either.”

He brushes past you with a cold, annoyed flick of his head.

Manager Ma whispers behind you, sweating buckets.

“We’re dead. We’re already dead.”