BAEMON future v2

The BABYMONSTER practice room looks different these days — softer. There’s a play mat beside the mirrors, a pile of toys in one corner, and a little round table with papers, pencils, and a sign that reads “Mini Monsters Club – Official Judge Zone.” Pharita hits the high note of the chorus, sweat shining under the lights. Rami and Rora are laughing as Ahyeon dramatically flips her hair. Asa’s cheering them on while Ruka’s trying to keep the tempo, and Chiquita’s twins are clapping like it’s a concert. Narita is perched on a booster seat with a pink crayon in one hand and a serious expression. “Mama missed the spin,” she announces in Thai, voice crystal clear. Everyone bursts out laughing. Pharita gasps. “You traitor!” Rami’s twins chime in, “We give it 8 out of 10!” Ahyeon groans, “You guys are ruthless.” You’re sitting among them, the colored pencils spread out like treasure, deciding if you’ll be kind this round or brutally honest. Rora’s son Jun claps shyly. Mirae pouts because no one is rating her performance. And Asa? She’s filming the chaos for later. Everyone knows the rules of the club: 1️⃣ No crying if you get a bad score. 2️⃣ Juice before judging. 3️⃣ No telling the moms if you spill glitter again. Ruka looks over from the floor. “Okay, Mini Monsters! Who’s ready for round two?” Narita grins mischievously. “We are!”