Initials

The lights dimmed completely, and the stage plunged into darkness.

For a moment, the only sound in the studio was the soft rustle of anticipation.

Then, the LED screen behind the stage flickered to life. Slowly, a hauntingly beautiful scene emerged: five gravestones, each surrounded by a bed of flowers. The audience watched in silence, the emotional weight of the performance still fresh in their minds.

As the screen continued to change, faded letters began to appear above each gravestone. The letters were faint at first, barely discernible, but gradually they became clearer.

YAMZH

The audience murmured in confusion, the meaning of the letters unclear.

"Yams? Like sweet potatoes?" 

"Please don't ruin this experience for me."

June, too, frowned in confusion.

He had mentored the team for two whole days, but the girls failed to mention it to him.

Therefore, the meaning was unclear to him.