Became The Leader of a Girl Group Destined To Fail - Chapter 60
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Chapter 60.
It was an unusually sweltering day.
The sun blazed mercilessly, and the humidity was at its peak.
I felt like a fish trapped in boiling water.
Yet here I was—a former Colors fan, now a Yun Chung fan. In other words, a devoted fan.
Having evolved from a Colors fan to a Yun Chung devotee, I harbored not a shred of regret about coming out today.
Word had it that the guerrilla concert would be held at Banpo Hangang Park.
Eyewitness accounts began trickling in one after another—a stage was being set up at Banpo Hangang Park.
My home was in Jinju, Gyeongnam Province.
The moment news of the guerrilla concert dropped, I didn’t hesitate for a second—I booked a KTX ticket immediately.
A chance to witness my bias’s first outdoor performance with my own eyes?
That opportunity would never come again.
Money could be earned later, but moments with my bias were irreplaceable once lost.
I set off without hesitation and managed to arrive in just under five hours.
‘Damn this provincial curse….’
At least for a guerrilla concert, they’d given twelve hours’ advance notice, which made this possible at all.
Normally, for provincial fans like me, a guerrilla concert meant:
‘Everyone’s happy but me. Everyone but me…!’
Exactly that.
Vowing that in my next life I’d be born in Seoul, I entered Banpo Hangang Park.
Just as I wondered where among this vast park the concert would take place—
I saw thousands of people.
Judging by the slogans and fan signs in their hands, they were Make a New Color fans—I’d spotted them even on the KTX.
‘I just need to follow that crowd.’
Suddenly, I was no longer alone.
“Stop pushing!”
“We claimed this spot first! Don’t you see our bags? Show some courtesy!”
“What are you talking about? Saving spots is the real lack of manners, didn’t you know?”
“Lower your camera! You’re completely blocking the view!”
…the fan felt lonely again.
Everyone was irritable, probably from the heat.
Compared to other idol fans, Make a New Color fans still lacked cohesion and camaraderie.
Someone’s favorite had to be eliminated, after all.
Naturally, when favorites differed, subtle tension was inevitable.
The one consolation was that quite a few people, like the fan, had brought Yun Chung’s slogan.
‘But there are so many Kim Ryeo-yu fans too.’
Kim Ryeo-yu was a trainee famous for having a devoted core fanbase.
She was also notorious for having unusually passionate fans.
Because her supporters generated both praise and criticism with fervent intensity, her fans claimed it was proof of her star quality, but…
‘It’s probably just her personality falling apart.’
Lately, her popularity had been declining anyway.
Due to the constant downward trend, even a derisive nickname—”Ryeo-descent”—had emerged.
‘Meanwhile, our Yun Chung is completely steady.’
The demand for visual and main vocal skills never diminishes.
The fan knew well how rare it was to encounter an idol with a perfectly well-rounded pentagon of talents.
Even at Colors, where talent was abundant, truly well-rounded pentagon talents were scarce.
But Yun Chung was nothing short of flawless.
‘I’m not saying this just because she’s my favorite—she’s genuinely perfect, so I’m saying she’s perfect.’
While entertaining such biased thoughts, someone sat down beside the fan.
A person who had brought a camera along with meticulous care.
At a glance, the equipment looked expensive.
“Phew. It’s hot, isn’t it?”
“Oh, yes. It’s terribly hot.”
The fan responded awkwardly to the greeting.
It had been ages since they’d ventured out offline, so embarrassment came along with it.
“….”
“….”
And so began an endless stretch of awkwardness and waiting.
“Who are you a fan of, by any chance…?”
“I’m a fan of Yun Chung….”
“Me too!”
“Oh.”
And so, the meeting between Bladeuck and Prism’s fanbase began from that moment.
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Time didn’t fly by like an arrow.
It dragged on, sluggish and heavy.
By 9 PM, the night had settled in.
The announcement said the guerrilla stage would start at 9:30, so there should have been some sign of movement by now.
[Ah, please wait just a moment. The crowd is so dense right now that we’re experiencing some delays due to traffic control.]
But it seemed something had gone wrong—the event was running behind schedule.
“Make a New Color really is popular, huh?”
“Yes. Just looking at it, there must be tens of thousands here. Besides, Banpo Hangang Park is always crowded even without any events….”
“Oh, is this place normally packed?”
“Yes. Incredibly so. Especially since it’s Friday—it’s absolutely bursting.”
Bladeuck wasn’t from Seoul, so she hadn’t known that.
I see.
“We’re going to get some hate tomorrow…. From the non-fans….”
“The Colors kids probably don’t even care about getting hate—it’s just their fate….”
“But I’m worried our girls might have to apologize for something….”
“If that happens, we’ll take down both the Colors bastards and the MEN bastards.”
“Agreed.”
The two of them rekindled their anger toward Colors and MEN once more.
Another hour passed in delays.
Suddenly, all the stage lights went out.
“Oh! They’re coming! They’re coming!”
At that very moment, as Bleduck shouted, the backing track for 【Rainbow】, Make a New Color’s official theme song, began to play.
Eleven trainees quickly ascended onto the Stage.
“Yun Chung. Yun Chung is over there…!”
The formation had shifted slightly with the group reduced from twelve to eleven members, but finding Yun Chung wasn’t difficult.
Prism’s mom quickly raised her camera, and Bleduck’s eyes widened.
My ultimate bias in person?
“This is insane.”
“She’s not even the same species as us.”
“Keeping such beautiful looks all to themselves…. Those Colors bastards….”
Bleduck was on the verge of tears.
It felt completely different from seeing her in the Studio.
This was only the second time seeing her in person, yet it felt infinitely more vivid than before.
“She’s wearing the golden pendant again today.”
“That interpretation seems right, doesn’t it? The goddess of the rainbow.”
“Yes, yes.”
The trainees wore the same outfits as their debut stage.
Having seen this outfit roughly 12,323 times, one would think it’d grow tiresome—but it didn’t at all.
“Let’s begin.”
You are my New color
Paint me, draw me
I’ll color you, I’ll draw you
Center Kim Ryeo-yu’s lead vocals began.
Naturally, thunderous cheers followed.
“…She really is beautiful, isn’t she?”
“Not in the most conventional way, though….”
“There’s something oddly captivating about her.”
In the end, the two of them had to admit that Kim Ryeo-yu possessed something special.
That’s why she had such a devoted core fanbase.
But there was no time to dwell on such admiration,
Like a box of twelve colored crayons,
Like a child’s swollen dreams,
Color color me
Their favorite appeared on stage.
“Insane.”
“Wow.”
“Insane.”
“Wow.”
“Wait, this was originally… Jo Hee-on’s part.”
“So Hee-on’s out and Yun Chung took it.”
“Yun Chung really killed it….”
I hope no one picks a fight over this.
They were overjoyed, yet anxious at the same time.
If anyone dared to criticize our girl for taking Jo Hee-on’s part, I’d make them pay.
But for now, there was only happiness.
“Her beauty truly updates every single day.”
What’s your favorite color?
Tell me that’s me
Then came Ryu Bora’s whisper-like vocals.
“Wow, Bora is just….”
“She’s not from this world.”
“Being an actress really shows. Her facial features have such definition….”
Coral coral burst the rouge
Color color burst the rhythm
“Ju-hong is seriously adorable.”
“Her part is so short, but whenever she appears, it’s just pure charisma overload.”
“And she got lyrics that fit her perfectly….”
“That fancam of her part hit 100,000 retweets.”
“I contributed about 10,000 of those.”
“I made up the remaining 90,000.”
I’m your New color
Paint me, draw me for me
I’ll tint you, I’ll paint you
After we all sang the chorus together again.
That part every Blossom fan had been waiting for arrived,
But in a flash, the rainbow vanished
And only the eternal blue sky remained
Yun Chung’s part came, completely reversing the mood.
“!!!”
“!!!!”
The two of them could no longer form words, their eyes fixed solely on Yun Chung.
I’m your White board
The doodles you wrote become my poetry
Only when Seo Baek-young appeared could the two of them breathe again.
“Yun Chung really….”
“Baek-young is incredible too, but our goddess….”
Over the rainbow
We’re waiting for you
I want to steal all your colors
I’ll layer my colors onto you
The highlight was sung together by Kim Ryeo-yu and Yun Chung.
The song rushed toward its finale,
“It’s coming. The final part.”
It was one of the sections fans loved most in this song.
Eleven trainees forming a circle, pointing to the center with their hands.
Even with one missing, there was no sense of incompleteness.
Over the rainbow
We’re still here
We’re still blue
“Huh?”
But today.
Something was different.
It should have ended there, but the trainees lifted their joined hands upward together.
They clasped each other’s hands tightly.
We’re still here
We’re waiting for you
Forever
And Yun Chung sang the final part one more time.
With slightly altered lyrics.
“Insane.”
“Is this… could it be…!”
“It looks like a message for Hee-on…”
“And those tears…”
The fact that Yun Chung was the one singing made it all the more meaningful.
When Jo Hee-on left, how much had innocent Yun Chung suffered from the rumors?
And her fans had suffered alongside her.
They’d fought behind the scenes every day, but some fans were growing increasingly exhausted by the endless attacks.
Then the situation had finally ended, and everything seemed to have settled—
“I’m so grateful Yun Chung did this. Really.”
“Doesn’t it feel like a message for us too?”
“That’s what I’m saying.”
How could I not love Yun Chung like this?
The two of them gazed at Yun Chung.
And as the song came to a complete end,
“Thank you!”
Yun Chung looked out at the fans.
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