[Boom, boom, boom!]
An opening that could not have amplified expectations any better.
The chat was scrolling by rapidly.
─Of course it’s Dorahee lolololol
─Not even surprised
─Lolololol, man lolol, it’s chaos right from the start
But just as they said, this was only the beginning.
Seoyun raised her hand and immediately asked a question.
[Seoyun: So, so what are we doing?]
Dohee beamed and spun around in place.
[Dohee: Ah, what a sharp question! And what would be the way to summon inspiration? That is!]
[Seoyun: If you say we need to bring grandmothers here, so we have to dress up as grandmothers or something, you’re seriously dead.]
Silence fell in an instant.
Their faces slowly cut back and forth.
Dohee crumpled the cue card behind her and tossed it away.
[Dohee: As if it would be such an outdated joke, right? Haha!]
[Naeun: ......]
[Ua: Oh, nice block, Seoyun unnie.]
─Ugh lolololololol
─Kim Seoyun, the Dohee expert lololol, successful prediction again
But that cue card was not the end.
Dohee rummaged around in her pocket and pulled out another cue card.
[Dohee: It’s simple! Our members have been playing around too monotonously lately. Right?]
[Chiyo (the one for whom everything is monotonous): That’s right!]
[Naeun: I don’t think so...]
[Dohee: Yes, thank you for the response, Chiyo-nim. That’s right. I realized that even when we tried to have fun, we haven’t done any dynamic outdoor activities.]
[Ua: Seeing how Dohee’s explanation is getting longer...]
[Seoyun: Just know one thing. I’m next.]
Their gazes lightly crossed again.
[......]
Avoiding her eyes, Dohee tossed another cue card behind her.
[Dohee: But there’s nothing as fun as indoor activities, right?]
[Chiyo: (disappointed disappointed)]
─Ugh lololol
─How much did she prepare that the cards just keep coming out lololololol
─When you look at Dohee, she’s weirdly serious about being funny lololol
─An idol serious about self-produced content
[Dohee: It’s simple. All you have to do is play the games suggested by me, the host.]
Naturally, the question of what kind of games came back.
And the kind host, Lee Dohee, was more than willing to answer.
[Dohee: They’re really ordinary games. Freeze tag, Red Light, Green Light, maybe dodgeball.]
[Naeun: Really? It’s that simple?]
[Dohee: Of course. Seeing you all having fun is enough for me.]
Saying that, Dohee once again spun around in place and declared.
[Dohee: Because our members are my muses! (twirl twirl)]
[Ua: She’s spinning.]
[Seoyun: She’s gone off the deep end.]
─The members are my muses, kya
─She’s calling you muses and you say she’s gone off the deep end ㅜㅜㅠ
Still, there was no hiding the satisfied smiles lingering on the members’ faces.
[Naeun: This much is pretty okay...?]
[Ua: Right, for Dohee.]
Because if it was Dohee, it wouldn’t have been strange for her to make them do something far worse.
[Chiyo: (G.R.E.A.T. D.I.S.A.P.P.O.I.N.T.M.E.N.T)]
Only one person had drooped completely and was staring at the platform.
[Seoyun: Well, yeah... Dohee is a hundred times better than whatever Chiyo did.]
But no sooner had those words ended.
Dohee and Seoyun’s figures cut back and forth again.
─What is it this time?
─??? Suddenly?
A zoomed-in solo shot of Dohee.
[......]
Dohee maintained a blank expression, then suddenly clapped into the air.
[Clap, clap!]
─What is this?
And from somewhere, somewhere, came a familiar synth melody.
[♫♬~]
The smiles the members had been wearing naturally...
[(Straight-faced)]
disappeared.
─Lolololololololol
─Ah, damn it lololololol
[Dohee: Actually...]
Only Chiyo, who understood that feeling, had her eyes sparkling.
[Dohee: I’ve wanted to try this once too.]
[Sweat Dreams~♬ Are made of this♪]
[Dohee: It looked... fun, hehe.]
* * *
Following the organizer’s proposal.
That was the unspoken rule of this content.
The members were forced to go along with filming shorts until Dohee was satisfied.
The only fortunate part was that it was more restrained than Chiyo’s and a different version.
─They really do have fun playing lololol
─Cute
While everyone was frozen like mannequins.
[Everybody’s looking for something~♫]
Dohee alone danced freestyle, grooving to the music, played at 20x speed.
─Why does she have so much vibe when she’s dancing on the spot? lololol
─No, but the more I watch, the better she is at dancing
In the midst of it all, her good dancing became a topic of discussion.
Anyway, after filming Dohee’s version of the Quicksilver short-form video.
Lee Dohee’s Inspiration Camp finally began!
Dohee dramatically spread out the hand holding the cue card and led the chant.
[Dohee: Lee Dohee’s Inspiration~]
And the response followed.
[Chiyo: Camp!! (excited)]
[Ua: Camp. (calm)]
[Naeun: Camp... (bleak)
[Seoyun: Ha... (bad-mouthing)]
[Dohee: Huh? Seoyun unnie isn’t doing it?]
The location was a set prepared for smooth hosting.
[Dohee: We’re doing it one more time?!]
The members were already seated on cushions on the floor.
[Dohee: Lee Dohee’s Inspiration~]
[Camp!!]
─Lololololol, ah, this really feels like a variety show
─For real, why does it feel like watching some old weekend variety show?
─I feel this every time I see Dohee, but she secretly wants to be an MC lololololol
└There’s nowhere she doesn’t have ambition lolololol
Lee Dohee’s Inspiration Camp, which would be talked about for a long time.
Its proper curtain finally rose.
[Dohee: The first activity we’ll be trying is. Jump rope!]
[Ua: Ah, don’t tell me it’s that?]
Ua’s expression seemed to know something.
[Dohee: In fact, you may wonder what inspiration and jump rope could possibly have to do with each other. As you know, lately I’ve been looking up all sorts of choreography videos with Ua unnie to gain inspiration. The members should know this.]
Dohee reenacted the moment in a needlessly emotional tone.
[Dohee: But then, ah! I saw a video that made my heart race. That is, hip-hop jump rope! Double Dutch!]
─Double Dutch?
─Surely the next album isn’t hip-hop, right?
While sharp comments appeared, the screen displayed an example of what the event was.
A b-boy dancing and stepping to the music.
[Double Dutch]
Around him, two ropes turned in opposite directions, and the b-boy simply danced and stepped as if he didn’t care about the ropes.
And the ropes naturally brushed past him every time he took a step.
─Wow, he’s crazy good
─So this kind of thing exists lolol
─Oh, that’s cool
[Dohee: Ah, I watched a whole bunch of these, and inspiration just came pouring in! So I thought, if the members try this once, wouldn’t even more inspiration come pouring in? That kind of thought came to me!]
The members, of course.
[Seoyun: This is... actually less weird than I expected?]
[Naeun: Right? It looks kind of fun.]
Even the person to watch seemed satisfied.
[Chiyo: Ooh...]
And Dohee stepped forward, saying she would demonstrate.
[Dohee: Actually, I practiced a little with our staff yesterday! Music, cue!]
But the melody that played was...
[Sweat dreams~♬]
That song again.
[......]
[Dohee: No, this time just... please change the song!]
To the changed song, Dohee confidently stepped into the ropes once again and began stepping lightly.
[Dohee: ...Ah, this isn’t it.]
She got caught before even making it to five.
[Dohee: Yesterday I got to thirty, so why can’t I do it again today...?]
With a teary face, Dohee asked the staff who were turning the ropes for support.
[Dohee: Writer-nim, you saw me do it yesterday. You were amazed and asked why I was so good... Since this is freestyle, if the song changes, the beat changes too, right?]
But an even more absurd situation came afterward.
[Dohee: Huh?]
After whining for a long while, Dohee suddenly stopped by herself and muttered something.
[Dohee: Uh, something just came to me a little.]
It was simply ridiculous.
Still, her credibility was... rather high.
[Seoyun (the undisputed Dohee expert): ...It seems real? What is this.]
─Lololololol no
─If Kim Seoyun the Dohee expert says so, then it’s real
* * *
I was in the middle of organizing the inspiration that had come to me throughout jump rope in my head.
“Dohee, did something really come to you earlier?”
“Hm? Ah, a little.”
Since the cameras were rolling, it would amount to spoiling this title track, so I couldn’t say it out loud, but it was true that something had definitely come to me.
The lyrics I would revise when we got back to the dorm and the scenes in the music video flickered before my eyes.
“How does that even work for her?”
Seoyun unnie looked at me like I was some strange kid.
But I was the one who felt wronged.
“I told you from the start, it’s Inspiration Camp.”
“What the...”
“No, did you think I was joking around? I’m serious, you know?”
It was a little embarrassing to say.
But my unnies really are my muses.
And this album, in particular, is a song that captures the unnies’ and my playfulness.
Why don’t they understand that each and every one of these scenes is overflowing with keywords, with inspiration!
“We’ll start recording again!”
Of course, it still wasn’t over.
“Lee Dohee’s Inspiration~”
““Camp!!””
Yes, this would be good for the next one.
“Now, everyone, the activity we’ll be trying this time is! The Mafia Game.”
.
.
.
“So you’re saying it’s me? No, wait, how are you so sure right away?”
“Unnie, your expression obviously isn’t like usual.”
“Wow, Ji Ua, you’re forcing it, aren’t you? I’m always like this, you know?”
“Honestly, I think Naeun unnie is more suspicious than Seoyun unnie. She keeps staying quiet.”
“Right, that unnie’s deliberately not talking. So she doesn’t get pointed out. Honestly, Naeun unnie is a hundred times more suspicious than me.”
“Ah, unnie, wait. Isn’t this Chiyo? Naeun unnie always gets quiet because she’s really bad at games like this, and it’s not like that’s anything new, but suddenly you’re pushing Naeun unnie like this.”
“No? But I think you, Ji Ua, are the most suspicious. You’re the one pushing people the most.”
For reference, among them, there was not a single mafia.
All four of them were citizens.
I simply wanted to see four citizens beat each other up, slander each other, and fight all on their own.
Inspiration or whatever, it was incredibly fun...
Even so, it also made me sad for no reason.
“First of all, guys, I’m really not it... You know that. I can’t do things like being mafia.”
“Wait, actually, because of that, I’m saying Lee Dohee might have given mafia to Naeun unnie.”
“That’s right, that’s right!”
Citizens suspecting and accusing one another of being mafia because of a corrupt authority who had incited them to believe the mafia existed.
It’s sad, but perhaps this is a miniature version of a social system.
“Morning has come. Everyone, please raise your heads.”
I’ll say it again, but there was neither a doctor nor a mafia here.
“No one died last night.”
“What, did the doctor save them?”
“Who’s the doctor? Who did you choose?”
Ah, how lamentable.