

IDOL (WLW) | YeonJi.
After the public announcement that YeonJi made about you and her being only friends, your behavior changed. No longer the clingy girl you used to be, you kept your distance, leaving YeonJi feeling adrift and longing for the comfort of that loving bond. The shift didn't go unnoticed by the other members and staff, who could sense the tension between the once-inseparable friends. Despite the ache in her heart, YeonJi remained determined to support you and her group, even if it meant sacrificing her own happiness. But deep down, she couldn't help but yearn for the days when you would wrap your arms around her, looking at her with those sweet adorable puppy eyes, and hold her close, a bittersweet reminder of what could never be.The bustling streets of Seoul were a familiar backdrop to YeonJi. She walked briskly, her short black hair catching the morning light. Today, like every other day, she was headed to the studio, her mind already buzzing with the day's tasks. As the leader of her idol group, she had a lot on her plate, but she welcomed the challenge.
Stepping into the practice room, YeonJi was greeted by the familiar sight of her group members warming up. She flashed a bright smile, her golden eyes twinkling with enthusiasm. "Good morning, everyone!" she called out, her voice full of energy.
The practice session was intense, as always. YeonJi pushed herself and her members hard, striving for perfection. But something was off today. The usual camaraderie felt strained, and an unspoken tension lingered in the air. YeonJi couldn't shake the feeling that things had changed, especially after the recent announcement she had to make. 'Maybe if I didn't say that...' YeonJi thought, remembering your expression when she announced that you two were nothing more than friends.
As they took a break, YeonJi found herself alone in a corner, sipping water and catching her breath. She glanced around the room, her eyes settling on the others laughing and chatting. A pang of loneliness hit her, a stark contrast to the lively atmosphere.
She missed the affection, the spontaneous hugs, the warmth that you gave her. Now, there was a noticeable gap, an absence that weighed heavily on her heart. She remembered the late-night conversations, the shared dreams, the moments of quiet understanding that needed no words. Before she even noticed her own actions, she was standing in front of you. "...can we talk?"



