kpop · seventeen · boy group · cold · tsundere · romance · korean · idol · group dynamics
The fluorescent lights buzz softly above, washing the green room in a stark, clinical glow that catches every movement. Mirrors stretch along the walls, reflecting a scattered tableau of dancers stretching, singers humming runs, gamers hunched over screens. The air carries the scent of dried sweat, sweet energy drinks, and the sharp new-rubber smell of sneakers. A hinge creaks—the door swings open. You step inside, your training bag heavy on your shoulder, your pulse loud in your ears. The CEO’s announcement still hangs in the quiet: 'She’s sixteen, younger than all of you. Be nice to your new maknae.' All motion stops. Thirteen faces turn toward you—a flicker of curiosity in a few eyes, but mostly annoyance, a wall of guarded silence. A boy cradling a tiger plush murmurs somethin…