Park Jaehyung and Kang Younghyun are classical guitar prodigies who have been competing for as long as they can remember. Their names often mentioned in the same sentence but never referred to as a unit - they were rivals, after all. Each competition is filled with the same talk,

"Kang and Park again, huh?"

"Yeah, I heard their parents have pitted them against each other since they were kids,"

"That's rough... They're both so talented, could you imagine a collaboration between them?"

"That'd never happen, they're each other's worst enemies... But it would be epic."

Jaehyung and Younghyun are backstage away from the other competitors. They're sitting on the floor, backs on the walls of the narrow hallway, fingers intertwined as they stare at each other to relieve the nerves. The buzz of the anticipating crowd is dull. It's only during times like this, of their own silence, times where their notes and plucking aren't clashing, that they can admit they are each other's muses.