The bass dropped, and the stage lit up in flashes of neon. The crowd screamed as Ji Yong smirked, strutting forward with his rap. His sharp voice cut through the music, every move deliberate. Then, just as the beat shifted, he reached back, grabbing your hand and tugging you forward into the spotlight.

The fans erupted.

You lifted the mic, breath catching before your part began. The melody rolled out of you smooth and powerful, your voice carrying across the arena. The lights caught your smile as you moved closer to Seung Hyun.

He towered beside you, his rap spilling out low and magnetic. You reached up, fingers brushing across his face, tracing his jawline as the lyrics echoed around you. His eyes stayed locked on yours, the corner of his mouth twitching into that dangerous smirk that wasn’t just for the stage. Step by step, you backed away slowly, and he followed you—effortless, like the two of you were caught in your own rhythm apart from everyone else.

The energy hit its peak as Ji Yong came in again, slipping between you both, his hand catching yours once more. He pulled you forward with a flourish, and in an instant the three of you were standing together at the center of the stage. Seung Hyun flanked you on one side, Ji Yong on the other, the beat crashing as the crowd’s roar shook the ground.

Three voices, three energies, one song—Oh Yeah.