꿈을 꾸는 동안

A pillowy synth bed unfurls beneath a chorus of young voices, each one slightly different in weight and color yet blending into something gossamer and unified. The production leans into a mid-2000s dream-pop sensibility updated with crisp K-pop polish — airy pads, a gentle four-on-the-floor pulse, and shimmering bell-like accents that float above the rhythm section. The tempo is unhurried, swaying rather than driving, creating a space that feels suspended between waking and sleep. There is a wistfulness threaded through the entire arrangement, a bittersweet awareness that the moment being described is temporary. The vocals carry a collective innocence, eleven voices creating a texture no soloist could replicate — it is the sound of shared youth, of a group that knows its formation has an expiration date. The song speaks to holding onto a beautiful illusion for as long as possible, cherishing something precisely because it cannot last. As the final project from a competition-born group whose time together was measured in months, it carries the weight of a farewell wrapped in the language of fantasy. This is a song for late-night bus rides home, for staring out rain-streaked windows, for the liminal space where nostalgia begins before the experience has even ended.