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Born to Die

While the war was going on in the comments, the program was going very well. Although Willy's intrusions were quite unpleasant, the program flowed well with Emilio talking to the other four.

When the show was at the hour mark, Emilio discovered that Naomi had a music channel on YouTube and asked her to sing a live song, since they were on a radio.

Naomi was dying of embarrassment, but when she accepted to come to the radio station, she already imagined that she would be invited to sing. So, she readily accepted.

"Do you happen to play an instrument? I don't think anybody's prepared a background check." Emilio said a little embarrassed that his team was so useless.

"I don't play anything..." Naomi said quietly.

"I brought my guitar, if you want, I can play to accompany you." Aatrox said surprising everyone. They didn't think he'd bring a guitar with him.

"Very good Ben, we'll have to bother you to get your guitar. After all, we can't miss the opportunity to hear Naomi sing at our station. While you two are getting ready, let's take a little break." Emilio said relieved and excited, he didn't know Aatrox played too.

After he picked up the guitar, he looked at Naomi and asked. "I learned to play the guitar a short time ago, so I'll have to look up the cipher online, what song do you want?"

Naomi answered. "I want to sing Born to Die by Lana Del Rey. Do you think you can play?"

Aatrox took his phone out and opened the cipher to see if he could play it and thought it was somewhat easy. The music was slow and there wasn't anything difficult. "It's okay with me, we can go with that one. But is it all right for you to sing? You seem to be very nervous." He asked Naomi concerned.

"It's okay. When I start singing, my confidence comes out!" She responded with a determined look.

"We're coming back here at Young Pan! For you who just tuned in to our radio, today we have several personalities from the Internet, among them we have a famous Vlogger with over a million followers, Jackson Allen, a famous gameplayer with over four hundred thousand followers, Black Kimmy, we also have Willy Wonder, the famous Internet singer with over 800 thousand followers, Naomi Griffin, and last but not least, the guest you probably know as the swordsman, Benjamin Grey." Emilio resumed the animated commercials to attract the public to the presentation of Naomi and Benjamin. "Today, especially for Young Pan, Naomi will sing Lana Del Rey's Born to Die. She's being accompanied by our swordsman, Benjamin Grey playing the guitar."

Listening to the cue, Aatrox started playing the guitar following the figure he found on the internet and observed Naomi worried and surprised at the same time. He didn't know she had over 800,000 registered on YouTube.

"Why?

Who, me?

Why?

Feet, don't fail me now

Take me to the finish line

Oh, my heart, it breaks every step that I take

But I'm hoping at the gates, they'll tell me that you're mine"

When Naomi started singing, Aatrox can't help but open his mouth in amazement. The shy little girl he saw a few seconds ago had been replaced by a confident singer with an angelic voice. He can't help but feel the urge to sing with her. He knew he could learn a lot.

"Walking through the city streets

Is it by mistake or design?

I feel so alone on a Friday night

Can you make it feel like home if I tell you're mine?

It's like I told you, honey

Don't make me sad, don't make me cry

Sometimes love is not enough, and the road gets tough, I don't know why

Keep making me laugh

Let's go get high

The road is long, we carry on, try to have fun in the meantime

Come and take a walk on the wild side

Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain

You like your girls insane

Choose your last words, this is the last time

'Cause you and I, we were born to die…"

Aatrox had never heard this song before, but now listening to Naomi singing, he liked it very much. That would be the kind of music that, with just a little energy-infused, would be able to make anyone cry.

When the song was over, the studio participants couldn't help but applaud.

"You sing very well, Naomi. It makes me want to sing." Aatrox said unconsciously while enjoying her still in her confident state.

But when she heard his compliment, her face turned red like a tomato instantly and she became the shy girl again.

"Very good! If you're enjoying it, be sure to comment on our live broadcast and our Twitter on what you're thinking." Emilio didn't miss an opportunity to interact with the public.

"Naomi, you sang very well, congratulations!" Jackson praised it. He had already watched several videos of her singing, but it was nothing compared to seeing her in person.

"My Naomi always doing damage." Kimmy commented as she watched Naomi die of embarrassment.

Willy who still felt out of place felt even worse, after so long watching Aatrox interact with the YouTubers who were to be paying attention to him and to his money. He came here just to get more people to advertise his channel and now who amiss was benefiting from this was the unknown.

"Y-You said you also wanted to sing and even brought a guitar, will you sing some music, Benjamin?" Naomi asked, controlling her nervousness.

"Do you sing too? What a perfect opportunity! Now we'll have one more singer to brighten up our morning. Benjamin Grey, the swordsman of the online series will be singing a song for us. What song have you prepared for us, Ben?" Emilio asked excitedly. From his computer screen, he could see that the audience was rising a lot. In the comments, there were only people praising Naomi and now curious to know how the swordsman would preform.

[If you want to know how Naomi sang, look for "Born to Die - Lana Del Rey (Cover) by Alice Kristiansen" on YouTube.]

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