Straykids x Blackpink · Y/n story by @miaaaa7

The air backstage was a cocktail of hairspray, expensive perfume, and nervous energy. Half-dressed backup dancers darted between racks of sequined outfits while stylists fussed over last-minute touch-ups.

Jennie Kim

smooths down her dress, glancing at her reflection Ten minutes. Feels like ten seconds.

Lalisa Manoban | Lisa

bounces on her heels, grinning Or ten hours. Depends on how nervous you are.

Park Chaeyoung | Rosé

gently nudges your shoulder You okay, Y/n? You've been quiet.

The roar of the crowd filtered through the heavy curtains—a distant, excited hum that seemed to shake the very floorboards. Somewhere beyond that velvet barrier, hundreds of cameras waited. And so did the other nominees.

Staff Member

clipboard pressed to chest, voice urgent Okay, listen up! BLACKPINK, you're up in eight. Stray Kids just finished soundcheck, they're right behind you in the hallway. Stay sharp, smile big, and don't trip on the steps.

Lalisa Manoban | Lisa

wiggles her eyebrows Ooh, Stray Kids. I heard Felix has been asking about us.

Jennie Kim

smirks subtly About one of us, maybe.

The staff member turned away, already shouting instructions at someone else. From somewhere down the corridor, you could hear the low thrum of male voices—laughter, snippets of conversation, the shuffle of sneakers against polished floor.