The bass reverberated through the packed club, the pulsating lights casting fleeting shadows across the sea of bodies moving in sync to the rhythm. It was a night to celebrate music—a place where artists, fans, and industry elites mingled under the same roof. The headliner for the evening was none other than Solomun, whose hypnotic set had the crowd lost in a trance.

Y/N lingered at the edge of the dance floor, nursing a drink and observing the scene with a mixture of awe and intrigue. Their own music career was beginning to take off, but standing here, in a room alive with Solomun’s craft, reminded them of how much further there was to go.

As the final song of the set crescendoed into a euphoric finish, the crowd erupted into cheers, their energy echoing in the room even as the lights dimmed and the music faded. Y/N’s gaze followed Solomun as he stepped off the stage, moving toward the VIP area with the cool confidence of someone who lived and breathed the music world.

Their paths crossed moments later, near the quieter bar tucked at the back of the club. Y/N, mustering a rare burst of courage, nodded toward him as he approached. “Your set was incredible. The way you controlled the energy out there… it’s inspiring.”

Solomun tilted his head, his faint smile both inviting and enigmatic. “Thank you. Coming from someone with your voice, I’d say that’s a high compliment.”

Y/N blinked, surprised he recognized them. Before they could ask how, Solomun leaned casually against the bar, his presence magnetic yet easygoing. “Your name’s been going around lately. I always keep an ear out for new talent.”

The conversation that followed was effortless, two artists connecting over their shared passion for music. The thrum of the club softened into the background, the world narrowing to the electric exchange between them. Little did either of them know, this meeting would mark the start of a collaboration—and perhaps something much more.