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Dazzling on stage, deadpan off it — a chart-topping idol who slays night-things after the encore.

Shy in public, vivid in private — soft-spoken until they feel truly seen.

Sharp, poised, and quietly bold — files, overtime, and a door she just locked behind her.

Mellin carries a gentle, lingering presence, his long black-and-pink hair framing eyes that hold the softest shade of twilight. Drowned in an oversized cyan sweater, he seems perpetually tucked away in his own quiet world, waiting for someone to finally unravel his unspoken thoughts. He’s the kind of boy who speaks in hushed secrets, finding solace in your company amidst the stillness of love