Pre-release Single (5)

The drumsticks collide. Tap, tap, tap, tap. By the time the four signals ended, everyone’s eyes had adjusted to the light. And what unfolded before them was an overwhelming sight.

An amplifier towered high enough to evoke a concrete jungle. Sculptures had been packed together so tightly that there was barely room for the band members to set foot. Four band members stood on the narrow stage, each dressed in a distinctive outfit.

‘That…’

The person facing her head-on was Ha Suyeon, the leader of the band her friend had praised and adored so much.

The unusual outfit she wore looked like the ‘techwear’ that was trendy these days. But it was far more refined. The sharpness and silence emanating from it were softened here and there by frills. Frills that had been added without being excessive or tacky.

And the bouncy, lively sound ringing across the stage was more than enough to draw her attention.

A long-haired woman stood before a microphone, holding a strange-looking four-string guitar. The sound clearly seemed to be coming from her, but it was different from the recording. Much livelier, with a feeling as though it might fly away.

When I get up late and look out the window

There’s something floating in the distant sky

No matter how long I stare, I can’t figure out what it is...