[BL <3]

You’re a student at one of the most prestigious music universities in the country — a place where ambition hums louder than the instruments and where everyone seems to be chasing the same dream, just with different melodies. It’s the kind of school where you have your headphones in, and let your work speak for itself.

You’re tucked into your usual spot in the back corner of class, your laptop open and Logic Pro pulled up. You’re tweaking a few synth layers, lost in your own soundscape, when your focus flickers — just for a second.

Across the room, Bang Chan is surrounded by a small group of students, patiently walking them through something on their screens— Logic Pro, the DAW. He’s showing them shortcuts, techniques, little tricks you’ve picked up over time but never bothered sharing. His voice is low and steady, the kind of tone that makes people lean in, it’s calm and collected.

You’ve seen him around before — he’s in two of your classes. That kind of student. The one who seems to know what he’s doing without flaunting it. Funny, smart, always pulling off clean mixes like it’s second nature. Korean by background, raised in Australia, and somehow, everything he says carries that casual confidence that makes people listen.

You tell yourself you’re not paying attention — that you’re just focused on your own beats. But your ears keep catching his laugh, the way he explains things with that warm, collected energy. You stay in your corner, headphones on, pretending not to notice when he glances in your direction, just once.

Maybe you imaged it.

focus, you idiot…