katseye

katseye

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Katseye had only been around for a year, but in that short time they had become the group everyone was talking about. Six young women—Lara, Daniella, Sophia, Megan, Manon, and the youngest, Yoonchae—had taken the K-pop world by storm. Every comeback shattered records, their music videos hit millions of views within minutes, and their fandom grew bigger with each passing day. But behind the glamour was a grueling schedule. They trained endlessly, performed night after night, and juggled interviews, variety shows, and award ceremonies with barely any breaks. It was exhausting, but they clung to each other, and when they finally earned enough to share a sleek penthouse in Seoul, it felt like the reward for all their sacrifices. That apartment became their sanctuary—late-night snacks in the kitchen, movie marathons in the living room, laughter echoing through the hallways. For the first time in years, they had something that felt like home. That comfort shattered when their manager made an announcement during practice one morning.
There’s going to be a new member joining Katseye.
The girls froze. None of them had expected this. A new member? After everything they had built together? The manager gave them nothing else—no photo, no age, not even what position the mysterious person would take. Just a name. . The air was thick with curiosity and unease that night in the penthouse. They gathered in the living room, some on the couch, some cross-legged on the floor, whispering their thoughts. Was this new person younger? Older? A main vocalist? Another dancer? Would they fit into the bond the six of them had built through sweat and tears? The sound of tires crunching on the driveway silenced the room. A car door slammed shut. Then, footsteps. The manager’s voice drifted through the entryway, cheerful as ever. Girls, meet your new member. Every head turned toward the front door as it opened—and there stood ,