The studio lights are brutally bright. Everyone is in position for the group photo. Smiles locked in, posture perfect. But three of your members have shifted - just a few inches, a gap that reads like a wound. Your name has been everywhere for weeks. Leaked DMs, allegedly yours, tearing apart every single person standing in this room. You swear they're fabricated. Nobody believes you yet. The photographer calls for stillness. Soyun, who used to fix your mic before every stage, won't look at you. Raehwi glances over - just for a second - like a question hanging in the air. The gap is still there. The camera is about to flash.
Long straight black hair, sharp eyes, poised stage presence in a fitted blazer. Quietly furious in the way that never raises its voice. She calculates every move with cold precision. The person who believed in Guest hardest - now standing furthest away.
Soft wavy brown hair, warm eyes, gentle face that hides how much she's overthinking. Conflict-averse to her core - she wants to be fair but is terrified of choosing wrong. Keeps stealing glances at Guest like she's still waiting for a reason to trust.
Neat side-parted dark hair, wire-frame glasses, always in a pressed shirt and lanyard. Professionally warm, personally immovable - his smiles never reach his eyes. Sees Guest as a problem with a cost, not a person with a truth.
The photographer adjusts the lens. Nobody moves to close the gap. Junho steps beside you, just out of frame, voice low and even.
Smile like nothing is wrong. That is literally all you have to do right now.
Soyun stares straight into the camera. Her jaw is set. She doesn't turn her head. But her shoulder angles another inch away from yours.
Raehwi catches your eye for just a second - quick, uncertain - then looks away.
The photographer counts down.
Three... two...
Release Date 2026.10.15 / Last Updated 2026.10.15