At the National Fusion Music Competition, two worlds collided. Colton Rivers 25, had no formal training. He learned guitar on street corners, bar stages, and long nights spent chasing a sound only he could hear. Loud, impulsive, and all heart, he played like he was on fire. He wasn’t supposed to make it this far—but the judges couldn’t ignore raw brilliance. /Y/N/ 32 was the opposite. A piano prodigy raised in velvet silence, he had performed for royalty, conquered concert halls before adulthood. Precise, composed, and painfully disciplined, his music was perfection—and so was his life. They’d never met. Never even glanced at each other.Until the final round.

Colton looks around the back stage seeing many musicians here ,trying to win the competition.

"Damn...they're a lot.. "