บท 1: Chapter 1: Seoul Skyline Symphony
Min-jun stumbled out of the cramped practice room, sweat slicking his hair and clinging to his t-shirt like a desperate fan. Another rejection notice sat heavy in his pocket, mocking his ambition with its crimson font. His dreams of K-pop stardom felt as distant as the twinkling towers that speared Seoul's night sky.
He shuffled down the neon-drenched alleys, the city's relentless hum a counterpoint to the symphony of doubt in his head. Just then, a notification chirped on his phone, cutting through the noise.
"Welcome to the Universal Kpop System," it blared, an emoji that resembled a disco ball winking suggestively. Skepticism warred with desperation within him as he clicked "Accept."
His phone pulsed with light, morphing into a holographic interface. "Newbie Mission: Impress Bae Suzy (Miss A) with your choreography," it stated, a picture of the ethereal idol flashing onscreen. Min-jun scoffed. Suzy, renowned for her fluid grace, was judging at his dance academy tomorrow. Impressing her with his amateur routines was like trying to outshine the sun with a firefly.
But the system offered a tantalizing reward: 30% increase in dance skill. Hesitantly, Min-jun agreed. That night, the practice room pulsed with a new energy. His tired limbs moved with newfound fluidity, his footwork mimicking the wind's whisper through bamboo. The system whispered instructions, guiding him like an invisible dance partner. By dawn, his reflection in the mirrored wall didn't belong to the struggling dancer anymore. It was a whirlwind of controlled rhythm, a blur of precision and power.
The next day, Suzy's judging panel watched with bored expressions as student after student stumbled through their routines. Then, Min-jun stepped up. His dance was a storm of controlled fury, his body morphing into an extension of the music. Each movement told a story, his gaze holding Suzy's with an unspoken challenge. When the music stopped, a beat of stunned silence hung in the air before erupting into thunderous applause.
Suzy's lips curved into a rare smile. "That was... unexpected," she murmured, a hint of genuine awe in her voice. Min-jun's phone buzzed, confirming the mission accomplished and the skill boost applied. His legs still vibrated with the echo of the music, his heart pounding with a newfound hope.
His triumph attracted attention, both welcome and unwelcome. His classmates buzzed with envy, whispers of "system cheat" swirling around him. His dance instructor, a jaded former idol named Kai, approached, a flicker of curiosity in his eyes. "Show me what else you can do," he said, a challenge in his voice.
Suddenly, Min-jun wasn't just dancing. He was walking a tightrope of ambition and suspicion, of system-enhanced talent and raw determination. And as he met Kai's gaze, he knew this was just the first beat of a thrilling, unpredictable melody. The Universal Kpop System had turned the dial on his life to eleven, and Min-jun, the once-struggling dancer, was ready to unleash a symphony that would shake Seoul's skyline.
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