It was Park Jinyoung that once said Lee Yuri should wear longer skirts, under the claim that everyone in the room could see her giant balls. Cheolmin wished he’d been there. 

She was a formidable woman, and he admired her. He’d wished he had half the size of her balls, but he was a simple man, the kind that followed rather than lead. He was meant to take orders, admire from afar, and follow. He was meant to watch the greatness. Lee Yuri was meant to achieve it.

Of course, even the greatest of people were wrong from time to time, and for that, they had their trusted followers. Now, if only said great people would ing listen to him for once.

“Don't you have anything better to do? Make sure the project group is doing okay, go over the debut schedules, cry silently like the tsundere that you are... anything?”

“You're making a mistake.”

The founder of EM Entertainment looked rather unimpressed. “I value your input, Cheolmin, but I am the one making the decisions. This is final.”

“I am going to be their manager, don’t I get a say in this?”

Oh god, there it was. The Lee Death Stare. He took the full force of it. At this point he was practically resistant to it (well, not really, but a man had to try), and he just couldn’t back down. Not from this. He had a point to prove.

"Doing this is beyond risky. You're risking her, risking the future group, hell you're even risking MBX. They just got popular. Why are you ready to gamble all of this?"

"Because, if there was one thing I learned during my career, is that you don't achieve greatness without taking risks."

"Please," Cheolmin scoffed loudly. "Don't give me that motivational bull teenage girls write in their diaries. I thought you were better than that."

"I am better than that, but you don't seem to listen to anything else so I don't have a choice." Yuri rolled her eyes, hands drifting to her buzzing phone. ", I'm going to be late to coffee time with Seona." She murmured to herself, before lifting her eyes to him again. "Are we done or do you want to pester me some more?"

She had always been difficult. Cheolmin always loved that about her, but when it was directed towards him it seemed not as appealing. Rubbing at his temples, he continued. "Fangirls are going to hate your guts for this. Their oppas in a sub-unit with a girl? For god's sake,