Being the manager of a group like Ive wasn’t so bad. You had perks. The group members saw you as a Unnie figure. You were pretty! You also had a motherly aura.

Of course, that aura led to the members fighting for your attention back to back. Wonyoung would untie her shoes for you to do them. Leeseo would whine into your shoulders when you’re getting ready to leave. Gaeul and Rei always asked to do your makeup. Yujin never really did anything but ask for hugs. And Liz? She was the throb to your heart.

She’d always do things that make you hot and bothered. Touches to your cheeks, pressing her body into you, anything! She’d also find a way to sneak photos of herself into your phone and set them as your lock-screen. Right now, you were just getting done fixing Wonyoung’s outfit, going to grab your phone, but you noticed it.

As your lock-screen was Liz’s porcelain face, a soft smile dolling her lips. Those big eyes looked stunning. Large and long lashes like a butterfly‘s wing. You sigh as you go up to her, “Liz.” You said, your voice stern but with love as your glance over the girl. She was currently getting her outfit done, her skirt being fixed as she hums to your words.

“Yes?” She says, those plump lips parting as her eyes land on you. You could’ve sworn she’s doing this on purpose. You clear your throat, cheeks flushing as you speak, “Did you do this to my phone? Again....” She sat in thought (though there’s no reason to do so) and softly smirked as she goes off topic, “-ssi, have you ever thought of dating a singer?”