Sana's Turn

I stood in the middle of my room for a moment, just breathing. The air still smelled faintly of Momo’s perfume—sweet and cozy. On the bed lay the clothes she had worn last night, folded in a neat pile. I picked them up and walked to the closet. To the small section neatly labeled with each member's name. It felt strangely domestic, placing Momo’s cherry camisole into her slot.

I closed the closet door and caught my reflection in the mirror. I looked tired, but my eyes were bright. Momo’s words from this morning echoed in my head. “She likes it hard.”

I swallowed hard. Sana. The girl who radiated sunshine. The girl who could turn on the "shy shy" charm and then be the boldest person in the room. Today was going to be intense.

I showered quickly, trying to prepare myself mentally. When I walked into the dining area, the mood was already completely different from yesterday.

Gone was the sleepy, cozy atmosphere. Today, the room was buzzing with high energy.

Momo was already at the table, sitting to the left of the head chair. She looked bright and happy, glowing from last night. When she saw me, she gave me a secret little wave and a thumbs up.

But my eyes went straight to the seat next to Chaeyoung.

Sana was sitting there, bouncing slightly to a beat only she could hear. She looked like a ray of sunshine. She was wearing an oversized, chunky-knit cardigan in a dusty rose hue. It was draped loosely over her shoulders, revealing a delicate black lace camisole underneath. The combination was cozy yet undeniably sexy.

She turned her head and saw me. Her face lit up.

"Oppa!" she sang out.

I walked over to my chair. Before I could even sit down, Jihyo cleared her throat.

"Okay, everyone," Jihyo announced with a knowing grin. "Girlfriend of the day: Sana!"

Sana didn't wait. She literally jumped out of her chair and ran around the table. I froze, unsure of what was happening.

She launched herself at me.

I caught her automatically, and she wrapped her legs around my waist, her arms around my neck. Before I could say a word, she kissed me.

It wasn't a peck. It was a full-blown, deep kiss. Her tongue pushed into my mouth, exploring, claiming. She let out a little giggle against my lips, pulling back just slightly to look me in the eye.

"Good morning, Oppa," she whispered, her face inches from mine.

"Whoa!" someone shouted.

"Not in front of my salad!" Mina cried out, even though she was eating toast. She was covering her eyes with one hand, peeking through her fingers.

"There's a child at the table!" Nayeon yelled, laughing as she covered Tzuyu's eyes with her hand. Tzuyu just rolled her eyes and ate her bacon calmly.

Sana laughed, a bright, bubbling sound, and hopped down. She smoothed down her cardigan and sat back in the chair that John now understands, reserved for the girlfriend of the day. She looks incredibly pleased with herself.

I sat down, my face burning. I could feel the members grinning at me.

"So," Sana said, leaning her elbow on the table and resting her chin in her hand, looking at me with wide, innocent eyes. "Today is a heavy recording schedule, right?"

"Uh, yes," I managed to say, taking a sip of water to cool down. "We have the studio booked all day."

"Boring," she pouted cutely. Then she leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a whisper that only I could hear.

"Oppa," she breathed, her lips brushing my ear. "I have a surprise for you later~ Don't make any plans after work."

A shiver ran down my spine. Her hand "accidentally" landed on my thigh under the table and gave it a squeeze.

"What kind of surprise?" I whispered back.

She pulled away and winked. "Secret. You'll see."

Breakfast continued with the usual chaos. Sana was buzzing with energy, chatting with Dahyun and teasing Jihyo about her vocal warm-ups. Every time I looked at her, she was already looking at me, her eyes dancing with mischief.

When we finished eating, everyone started clearing the table. It was a well-oiled machine—plates, cups, leftovers vanished in seconds.

I stood up to check my phone. Suddenly, Sana was beside me.

She grabbed my t-shirt and pulled me down for a quick, hard kiss. "Mm. Oppa. You taste like strawberry jam," she giggled.

Before I could react, she turned and sashayed toward her room. She added an extra sway to her hips, glancing back over her shoulder to make sure I was watching.

I let out a breath. "Such a tease," I muttered to myself.

I went to my room to grab my bag and wallet. When I came back to the living room, the group was gathering. It was time to go to JYP.

We were all waiting by the door when Sana’s bedroom opened.

She stepped out, and the entire room went quiet for a second.

Gone was the cozy cardigan.

She was wearing a zipped denim corset with frayed white lace trim. It hugged her waist and accentuated her curves perfectly. Around her neck, she wore layers of classic pearl necklaces, creating a stunning contrast between the rugged denim and the elegant pearls.

She stopped right in front of me and did a little spin.

"Well?" she asked, placing her hands on her hips. "Do I pass the inspection, Manager-nim?"

I stared at her. My brain stopped working. I couldn't find words. She was breathtaking.

"You..." I cleared my throat, feeling my face heat up. "You look... wow."

"Just 'wow'?" she teased, stepping closer to fix my collar. "You're easy to impress, Oppa."

She winked and turned to the others. "Let's go! I have songs to record!"

As we walked out of the dorm, I couldn't help but smile. Momo’s warning echoed in my head again. Hard.

Looking at Sana’s confident smile and the sway of her hips as she walked ahead of me... I had a feeling she was right.

The recording studio at JYP was a different beast from the practice room. It was cool, dim, and smelled of expensive coffee and electronics. The atmosphere was usually serious, but today, Sana was a spark of electricity.

"Alright," the producer said, leaning into the mic from the control room. "We've got a tight schedule today. Who wants to go first and set the vibe?"