Jiyong stared at the blank screen, his brow furrowed in frustration. The clock ticked mercilessly, haunting his lack of inspiration. He had a deadline looming, a song demanded by his fans, but his inspiration was nowhere to be found. Staring at the blank screen, the blinking cursor seemed to mock him. His latest song, the one he poured his heart and soul into, had hit a dead end.

He slumped in his chair, running a hand through his hair.

"I'm running out of ideas."

He groaned.

"I can't think of anything. What do you do when you want to get inspired?"

Seunghyun, who was on the other chair beside him, doodling a dragon on a piece of paper, looked up, amusement dancing in his eyes.

"I get my cray on."

Jiyong blinked, confused.

"Your what?"

"My crazy side."

Seunghyun explained, a mischievous grin spreading across his face.

"I let it come out. Do something silly, unexpected, anything that breaks the routine and sparks my imagination."

Jiyong snorted.

"Oh. I like that. Cray on. Sounds like crayon."

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