The afternoon sun slid through the towering glass of COEX, painting the marble floors in bright strips of gold. By three, the day's chaos was settling into a fevered, humming lull—most models and designers drifting out, staff prepping for final checks, but backstage, the energy was still on a razor's edge.
The influencers hit their stride the moment rehearsals ended. Min-ji, Rika, and Bee sprawled on a plush bench outside the makeup rooms, phones clutched in hands, thumbs moving at lightning speed. The air was heavy with perfume, burnt coffee, the electric hum of a day spent in constant performance.
