The announcement dropped at exactly midnight.
A single poster appeared on every major platform—five silhouettes standing under soft neon lights, their backs turned to the camera. Above them, bold letters read:
"Introducing OG — Debuting Soon."
Within minutes, the internet was buzzing.
Speculations spread like wildfire. Who are they? How many members? Another girl group already? Some dismissed it as just another debut in an already crowded industry, while others felt an unexplainable pull toward the mystery.
No one expected what came next.
Three weeks later, OG officially debuted.
The stage lights dimmed, the intro music began, and when the beat dropped, Sakura stepped forward—confident, sharp, her presence impossible to ignore. Hana's vocals followed, clear and powerful, wrapping around the melody like silk. Yuki's rap cut through with precision, Kairi's expressions told a story without words, and Aiko's dance anchored the group with effortless grace.
Their debut song, "Bloom Again," was explosive.
Within hours, the music video crossed a million views. By the end of the day, it was trending worldwide.
"Are you seeing this?" Hana whispered backstage, her phone shaking slightly in her hands.
"One million already?!" Yuki nearly screamed, grabbing Sakura's arm.
Sakura stared at the screen, eyes wide. "This… this isn't real, right?"
Kairi laughed, her voice trembling with disbelief. "If this is a dream, no one wake me up."
Aiko, usually the quietest, smiled softly. "We did it. Together."
Fans fell for them fast—not just for their talent, but for their chemistry. OG didn't feel manufactured. They felt real. Their interviews were filled with laughter, inside jokes, and moments where they talked over one another, forgetting the cameras were even there.
Variety shows couldn't get enough of them.
On one show, the host teased, "You're rookies, but you act like you've been together for years."
"That's because we fight like sisters already," Kairi replied without missing a beat.
"Hey!" Sakura protested. "You're the one who stole my snacks during practice!"
Hana burst out laughing. "Can we talk about how Yuki was late on debut day?"
"I was NOT late," Yuki shot back. "I was fashionably delayed."
The studio erupted in laughter, and clips from the episode went viral the same night.
Wins followed—one after another.
Their first music show trophy felt unreal. Sakura held it with both hands, staring at it like it might disappear.
"We're really holding this," she whispered.
Hana wiped her tears quickly before the camera caught them. "We promised ourselves we wouldn't cry."
Aiko sniffed. "That promise lasted five seconds."
Back in the dorm that night, the trophy sat in the center of the table. The girls sprawled around it, half-exhausted, half-hyper.
"We got three wins in our first week," Yuki said, still scrolling through comments. "Do you know how insane that is?"
"Our fans have a name now too," Kairi added. "Did you see the banners today?"
Sakura leaned back against the couch, letting out a long breath. "Everything happened so fast."
Hana nodded. "But we worked for this. Every late night, every failed practice… it was worth it."
Aiko looked at each of them, her smile warm but thoughtful. "No matter what happens next, let's promise something."
The room grew quiet.
"Let's stay like this," she said softly. "No matter how big we get."
Sakura reached out her hand. "OG forever."
One by one, the others placed their hands on top.
"OG forever," they echoed.
Outside, the city lights glowed brighter than ever. Online, fans celebrated the rise of a new group destined for greatness. The world saw only success, joy, and blooming dreams.
No one could see the shadows forming just beyond the spotlight.
And none of the girls—not even them—knew how much that promise would soon be tested.