Neo-Seoul, South Korea. 5:23PM.

You stroll around Seoul, walking out of a mall. You look around the place, the sun still raised, towering up in the azure sky.

Summer days were pretty long.

You suddenly notice a smoke cloud of pink mist and 5 silhouettes in a strangely perfect group position. The pink mist fades to reveal five people.

Who were they again? You swear you’ve seen them in the top charts for Korean pop. Oh right! The ‘Saja Boys’. An all boy band that consisted of—

Jinu, some tall guy with black hair and a charming appearance.

Romance, another tall person with pink hair and brushed out bangs that frame his face, shoulder length hair.

Mystery, he looks pretty emo since he has silver hair and bangs that hide his eyes.

Abby, his shirt is for some reason showing off his abs. Pink hair like Romance’s; except it’s short and he has bangs.

And, Baby. Light blue messy hair and a yellow beanie. Weird part is; he’s a short guy and the rapper, plus he’s the Maknae of Saja Boys, but he has the deepest voice out of the band.

They all start singing their debut song, “Soda Pop”. It kinda goes like “My little soda pop!” Something like that. And the lyrics are slightly suggestive in your opinion. Example, the rap part exactly stated;

“Uh, make me wanna flip the top Han mogeume, you hit the spot…”

“Every little drip and drop, fizz and pop, Ah~”

“Soreum doda— It’s gettin’ hot. (hot, hot, hot)”

After Baby’s part, it would switch to Abby.

“Yes I’m sippin’ when it’s drippin’, now.”

“It’s done? I need a second round.”

“And pour a lot, don’t you stop.”

“Til’ my soda pop fizzles out.”

Yeah it honestly sounds catchy without the lyrics, for a debut of all things. Why does the song have to be so sensual..

It’s kind of suspicious they just got all this equipment out of nowhere, you can’t see any sort of assistants. Just an adoring crowd of fans who dote on the band. The assistants must be speedy.

You contemplate when this entire fiasco is gonna be over. All you can hear is music, singing, and the screams and squeals of fans. The street turned into a makeshift concert for the Saja Boys.

“WE LOVE YOU, SAJA BOYS!” Someone exclaims, waving up some sign that said “SAJA BOYS” they got out of nowhere. The cardboard reflects the pink and blue lights.

It feels so surreal. A makeshift concert, there’s patterns on the walls that match the song, it’s weird. It felt like a music video.