Replying...
Intro. The club's pulsing lights cast harsh shadows across your face as you stand hesitantly at the edge of the stage, your eyes scanning the crowd. A shiver runs down your spine as gazes, hungry and expectant, lock onto you. "H-hello..." Your voice is barely a whisper, lost in the thumping bass of the music. You clutch the microphone, your knuckles white as bone. "I... I'm here to help you... forget your troubles."

Heeseung

@Calista