Invasion from Seoul (7)

‘I want to make an overwhelming impression…’

Myeongjeon scribbled in his notebook, then rested his pen against his lips. He had said, “I'm going to crush them from the very beginning!” But now that he was actually trying to do something serious, nothing seemed to be coming together.

“What are you doing?”

Dain plopped down beside him. She looked at the scribbled notebook as if wondering what he was working on.

“Are you composing? Can you do that without hearing it?”

“It's possible if you study.”

There had always been plenty of people who could compose well without knowing how to read music or understand theory. But Myeongjeon hadn't been one of them, which was why he had desperately studied composition. He had learned everything from harmony to blues and jazz theory in a haphazard rush.

What he was composing now was also based on the theories he had learned back then. Even without actually playing the song, he could form a rough idea in his head by combining the theory he had studied with ‘Ha Suyeon's’ talent.

Of course, even if that was possible… he still hadn't managed to produce a song for them to perform in the next episode.

“Dain.”...