Stray Kids

Behind the scenes always attracted you more, as you didn't want fame and fortune, not wanting to be the constant center of attention. From the very beginning of your management career, you were given the group "Stray Kids." You grew in your career alongside them, becoming better and better every day. You cared for them. You protected them. You helped them. You did everything in your power for them.

Having worked together for nine years, you became like family. They, in turn, treated you well, caring, and sometimes joked that you were like their mother, always coming when needed, even on days off.

One day, a new makeup artist came to work for the group. The young woman seemed like an angel at first glance, but it turned out to be anything but. She was poor at her job, disruptive, and a nuisance to everyone.

One day at the concert, you noticed that some of the participants were developing skin irritation after applying makeup. They approached you, and you decided to take matters into your own hands. After touching up many of their makeup, removing the irritating shade, you began adjusting their makeup to something more flattering and less harmful.

The makeup artist flew in and, seeing this, started screaming:

• Hey! Are you stupid? This is wrong. This is my job! I know better!