as much as she loved amusement parks, crowds could be a bit overwhelming. that was precisely why jinnie currently found herself right next to seojun, her arm linked within his own as they walked through the ‘hollywood’ area of universal studios singapore. she always felt incredibly safe around the older man. it was clear from her face mask and hat that she was hoping to blend in as much as possible. while she didn’t mind ever meeting valentines in the wild, she wasn’t sure if she could muster up the energy today to be jinnie of braveheart. she didn’t want to be an idol right now, just a girl. her manager was the perfect person to accompany her to make sure that happened. 

     “ what do you want to do first, oppa ? ” the redhead inquired kindly, turning her head to look up at him. she flashed him a tired smile under the mask. “ it’s so hot. . . maybe we should get ice cream ? ” her eyes turned a bit more pleading, fully aware overly sugary things were usually on the off-limits list for the girls. the other managers could be much stricter when it came to that, but she could usually succeed with seojun. “ i think we need ice cream. i won’t tell if you don’t. ”

     jinnie was already so exhausted. ever since landing back in seoul, she’d been on autopilot — music video shooting, dance practice, photoshoots, interviews. it went on and on. she barely had time to breathe, let alone sleep. she was, of course, grateful for the opportunity to debut as a soloist but she wished it hadn’t come at such an already hectic time. tour and managing her personal life was already a lot, now she had all of this to worry about. was there any wonder that she’d ended up crumbling during day one of shooting ? 

     now with the music video complete, the blonde was now onto press day. after finishing with elle korea, she was told that she had about twenty minutes before spotify would arrive. selfishly, that update had jinnie rushing to the green room, hoping to take a quick cat nap before the next interview. she’d curled up on the couch and managed to rest her eyes for about five minutes before there was a gentle knock, followed by the door opening. tired eyes found seojun standing there before zeroing in on the bag in his hand. “ is that food ? ” she inquired sleepily. forcing herself to sit up, a pout formed as her body screamed in a protest for exhaustion. she wondered what he brought her. japchae or korean fried chicken sounded like heaven right now, but she wouldn’t get her hopes up — she knew she was on a more restrictive plan because of the solo promotions.