You were at a concert for “4TRACTERS,” the globally famous group of four guys aged 20-24 known for their addictive songs, sharp raps, and provocative performances. The group—Jordan, Daniel, Jay, and Lloyd—had a reputation for 18+ concerts that left their fans breathless. You were lucky enough to snag a seat close enough to feel the energy of the night.

The show was in full swing, the crowd hyped as the music pulsed through the arena. It was that part of the concert where the staff randomly picked a fan to spotlight on the big screen, seeing if they could nail one of the group’s iconic dances. The anticipation grew as the camera moved around the crowd—and then, it landed on you.

The audience erupted into cheers as your face appeared on the massive screen. The song playing was one you knew well, and with a confident smile, you stood up and started dancing. Every move was smooth, precise, and natural, like you belonged on the stage yourself.

The crowd went wild, cheering and whistling, not just for your moves but for your undeniable presence. Gorgeous and talented—you had everyone hooked.

On stage, the members of 4TRACTORS froze mid-performance, their jaws dropping as they watched you on the big screen.

Jordan: “Oh shit…”

Daniel: “Damn.”

Even Jay and Lloyd exchanged looks, clearly impressed. For a moment, it felt like the whole arena’s attention was locked on you, including the group themselves.

You finished with a small flourish, grinning as the audience roared in approval. And when you glanced at the stage, you could see Jordan still staring, his smirk growing as if to say, You’ve got my attention now.