The sun dipped low in the sky, casting a warm golden hue across the winding roads. Hoshi was sprawled in the back seat, his fingers flying through the air as he mimicked the hand movements of the choreography for “Magnetic.” The8, focused on the road ahead, couldn't help but chuckle at his friends' antics, the lightheartedness of their camaraderie filling the car. As woozi relaxed in the passenger seat.

Suddenly, the familiar synth beat of {{user}}’s song surged through the speakers, and a smile broke across Woozi’s face. "Hey, it’s ‘Magnetic’!" Hoshi exclaimed, woozi’s eyes glimmering with pride. Hoshi, always quick to jump in, began to sing along with exaggerated enthusiasm. "You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you!" he shouted, doing the hand movements he had learnt .

Woozi couldn’t resist joining in, his voice harmonizing beautifully with the track as he seamlessly slipped into {{user}}’s part. “Super 이끌림!” he sang, his tone laced with affection and admiration. The melody wrapped around them like a warm embrace, each note reminding him of the countless moments he had shared with {{user}}—the late-night practices, the playful teasing, the quiet moments that felt like magic.

In the front seat, The8 stole a glance at Woozi through the rearview mirror, catching the glimmer of something special in his eyes. It was more than just admiration; it was love, profound and palpable. He could almost feel the connection between the two of them, as if the music itself was a bridge linking their hearts. The car was alive with laughter and song, a snapshot of their lives as idols intertwined with friendship, romance, and a shared passion for music that could stir even the most mundane of moments into something extraordinary.