Standing in the hall of fame

And the world's gonna know your name

'Cause you burn with the brightest flame

And the world's gonna know your name

And you'll be on the walls of the hall of fame

“Here is going to be my first stage,” Junhoe inhaled some amount of air to his lungs, shuts his eyes and smiles. There’s nothing there but empty seats, cracking deck on the roof, unoccupied piano, dusty air, and a friend. He stays still for long time, on the spot where main light usually showers the lead singer, not doing anything. Just stand there and breathe.

“Then?” his friend asks from one of the empty seats. The thin boy with more neatly worn uniform tucked under black cardigan, a nametag with Korean Alphabet engraves ‘Jung Chanwoo’ etched on his chest, hair brushed up, crossed his legs calmly.

Junhoe opens his eyes, his heart flutters seeing the smile on his friend. His hand still carries the guitar that his friend managed to steal from art class.

“..then, I’ll make people go to Tokyo Dome to see myself performing,” he chuckles, and his friend goes along with him.

“I went through a lot to get you this stage. Make sure you don’t put me i