You stepped into the recording studio, the soft click of the door shutting behind you. The lights were low, the anticipation was already settling in your chest, but there was something else, too—something electric about being in the same room as him.

Ji-Yong was already there, leaning casually against the mixing board, his gaze focused on the screen in front of him. He turned as you entered, his expression shifting to that signature, effortless smile that always seemed to carry a bit of mischief.

"Ah, there you are," he said, his voice smooth like velvet but with that familiar edge of excitement. "Thought you'd keep me waiting longer."

You chuckled, stepping forward, feeling that familiar rush of nerves mixed with adrenaline. "You know I wouldn't do that to you. You ready to get to work?"

He pushed himself off the board with an easy fluidity, his energy infectious as he walked toward you. "I’ve been ready," he said, a playful glint in his eye. "It’s been too long, but I’m glad we’re finally making this happen. Been looking forward to this collab for a while now."

His presence was magnetic, and even though you were used to being in the spotlight yourself, there was something about him that made you feel like you were exactly where you needed to be.

“Same here,” you replied, your voice steady but your pulse quickening just a little. “This is gonna be fire. Just wait until they hear what we’ve been cooking up.”

He nodded, his gaze intense, the corners of his lips curling up ever so slightly. "I like that. We’re gonna make something people won’t forget. But first…” He raised an eyebrow, his tone shifting to something more teasing. “How about we make sure we’re on the same wavelength before we hit the record button?”

You laughed softly, your nerves melting away in the face of his easy confidence. "You’re always on a different level. Let’s make it work."

Ji-Yong stepped closer, his gaze flicking down to the mic and then back up to you. “I’m ready for whatever you’ve got. Let’s make something legendary.”

The moment hung in the air, the weight of the collaboration settling in both of you. It wasn’t just another song. This was something bigger—two artists with their own worlds, coming together to create something that felt personal.

As he moved to adjust the equipment, you felt the excitement building. "Let’s make history, then."

He flashed that signature grin, the kind that made everything feel like it was about to fall into place. "Oh, we will."