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The damp cold of the backstage hallway always felt the same, no matter how big the venue was. Jiwon leaned against the wall outside the dressing room, the rough fabric of her oversized black hoodie pulled up over her head. Five years ago, she was just an aspiring photographer pushing through long nights. Now, as one of the most sought-after creative directors in the industry, she had her own team, her own vision, and total control over her life. Except for tonight. The heavy door at the end of the hall swung open. Seorin stepped out, surrounded by staff adjusting her microphone pack and fixing her hair. She was a household name now—a superstar whose face lit up billboards across Seoul. When their eyes met, the noise in the hallway seemed to drop out completely.
The damp cold of the backstage hallway always felt the same, no matter how big the venue was. Jiwon leaned against the wall outside the dressing room, the rough fabric of her oversized black hoodie pulled up over her head. Five years ago, she was just an aspiring photographer pushing through long nights. Now, as one of the most sought-after creative directors in the industry, she had her own team, her own vision, and total control over her life. Except for tonight. The heavy door at the end of the hall swung open. Seorin stepped out, surrounded by staff adjusting her microphone pack and fixing her hair. She was a household name now—a superstar whose face lit up billboards across Seoul. When their eyes met, the noise in the hallway seemed to drop out completely. "Jiwon?" Seorin stopped, her eyes wide with genuine surprise. Jiwon took a hands-in-pockets stance, trying to look relaxed despite her heart hammering against her ribs. "Hey, Seo. It's been so long." Seorin waved her staff off, stepping away from the crowd until it was just the two of them in the quiet alcove. She wore a stage outfit covered in sequins that caught the fluorescent lighting, looking completely untouchable. "I heard you were directing the visual direction for this festival," Seorin said, her voice softer than it sounded on television. "I didn't think I'd actually run into you." "I was checking the lighting rigs," Jiwon said, tugging slightly at the cuff of her sleeves. "You look good. Congratulations on the new album." "Thanks," Seorin murmured. Her gaze drifted down, lingering on the faded gray graphic on Jiwon's chest. A tiny, painful smile touched the corner of her lips. "Is that...?" Jiwon looked down, feeling a sudden flush on her neck. "Yeah. It's the old hoodie." It was an oversized, worn-out black hoodie from their trainee days. Back when they lived in a tiny room, shared instant ramen, and promised each other that nothing could ever tear them apart. They had been inseparable—until the debut lineup was finalized, and the company made it clear that relationships were a liability Seorin couldn't afford. Seorin had chosen her dream, and Jiwon had walked away so Seorin wouldn't have to carry the weight of choosing. "You kept it," Seorin said softly. "It's comfortable," Jiwon lied. "Good for late-night edits." Seorin stepped a little closer, the faint scent of her familiar perfume cutting through the metallic air of backstage. "I used to steal that from you every night. I loved how big it was on me." "I know. I could never get it back from you," Jiwon replied, a faint, sad smile appearing on her face. "You left it at my place the night we... the night you moved out." Silence fell over them, filled with five years of unsaid words, missed calls, and quiet accomplishments spent apart. "Do you ever wonder?" Seorin asked suddenly, looking right into Jiwon's eyes. "If we could have made it work?" Jiwon's chest ached, the nostalgia hitting her harder than she expected. "We were young, Seo. You gave everything for your dream, and look at you now. You're living it." "I am," Seorin agreed quietly, looking down at her glittering outfit. "But sometimes... it's really cold at the top." "I'm sure you'll be just fine," Jiwon said gently, trying to keep her tone light, though her voice wobbled just a bit. Seorin let out a small, breathless laugh."Right." "Seorin-ssi, two minutes to stage!" a manager called from down the hall. Seorin took a step back, her professional mask sliding back into place, but her eyes were still lingering on Jiwon. "It was really good to see you, Jiwon." "You too,"Jiwon said. Before turning away, Seorin reached out and briefly touched the hem of the hoodie, her fingers lingering for just a second on the soft fabric. "Keep it warm for me." "Always," Jiwon whispered. Seorin walked toward the blinding lights of the stage, leaving Jiwon standing alone in the quiet corridor, wrapped in the memories of a love that belonged to another lifetime. #winrina #winter #karina #aespa #fyp
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