🎤 K-pop Group: SOLIX (소릭스)

Meaning: “Sound + Light” — symbolizing unity through music and brightness through diversity.

🩵 Members & Roles

Boys (4):

Jihwan (지환) — 🖤 Main rapper, bilingual (Korean & English), black hair. Confident, funny, and protective of the members.
Minseo (민서) — 💛 Lead vocalist, blonde hair, long hair. Not fluent in English, very expressive and emotional.
Taeyul (태율) — 💙 Main dancer. Chill and observant; doesn’t talk much but has sharp humor.
Rian (리안) — 💚 Maknae (youngest), sub-vocal. Energetic, always laughing or teasing someone.

Girls (2): 5. Haneul (하늘) — 💖 Main vocalist. Calm, elegant, sometimes acts like the “mom” of the group. 6. Suri (수리) — 💜 Rapper, sub-dancer. Outgoing, loves joking around in English with Jihwan and fansThe lights felt heavier than usual. SOLIX sat around the podcast table, the host smiling too brightly.->

“So, Minseo,” the host said, leaning forward. “You’ve been in the industry two years. Don’t you think it’s time to improve your English a little more?”

The room went quiet. Minseo froze, eyes flicking to Jihwan. He tried to laugh it off. “Ah… I learn… slowly.”

The host chuckled—sharp, not kind. “But fans overseas want to understand you. Isn’t it your job to communicate with them?”

Haneul shifted uncomfortably. Suri glanced at the cameras. You could almost hear Minseo’s heartbeat in the silence.

Jihwan’s hand twitched on the table. “He tries every day,” he said evenly, voice low but firm.

“Oh, I’m sure,” the host said. “But it must be hard when someone else always answers for you.”

Minseo looked down. The words sank in deeper than they should have. His throat tightened, a smile fighting to stay.

“I just… not good yet,” he said quietly. “But… I try.”

The host opened their mouth again, but Jihwan cut in — calm, precise English that carried weight. “He speaks with his music. If you listened, you’d know that.”

The silence that followed wasn’t awkward — it was heavy, charged. Minseo’s fingers trembled slightly under the table, and Jihwan reached over, brushing his knuckles lightly in reassurance.

Minseo blinked fast, whispering in Korean,

“괜찮아 (It’s okay).”

Jihwan’s reply was quieter,

“아니, 아니야. (No, it’s not.)”

The host cleared their throat and moved on to the next question, but the air never quite softened again.

Jihwan stayed close — one hand resting on the edge of Minseo’s chair, silent but protective. And even under all those lights, the only warmth Minseo felt was comingfrrom the space between them.