First Song

Yejoon blew a kiss to his audience which instantly made clicks go off and turned off the stream waving a small goodbye with Mingyu.

"Thank you all!"

Mingyu and Yejoon talked for a few hours and his friend left his house. Kim Sanghoon had been busy so he had not come.

Yejoon cleared his mind and slowly breathed in and out.

'System, can you show me my pages of the Collection of Songs?'

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[The host currently has the songs:

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The system showed a total of 6 songs. It seemed each page of the Collection of Songs had 2 songs.

Yejoon saw one familiar song that hadn't been made long ago in his past world.

Yejoon arched his eyebrows. This song would definitely become a top hit in this world like in his last one. The lyrics were meaningful and it was very catchy.

"In My Blood" - By Shawn Mendes.

It would make a great song for his first one to be 'made' in this world.

Yejoon smirked to himself and called the rest of the pages away.

He grabbed a piece of paper and got to writing.

Help me, it's like the walls are caving in

Sometimes I feel like giving up

But I just can't

It isn't in my blood…

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A challenge that arose, however, was playing the guitar. It was not him playing the instrument that was the problem as he had played and learned the guitar for a year in his past world. The problem was that e did not have one and the owner did not have any record or history of playing this instrument at all. Yejoon did not know how he could play the guitar if he did not have one and he apparently has had no contact with it at all. How could he convince his parents to get him one? How could he fool them into thinking it was all self-taught? Could he deceive them into thinking he had even written a song that had a guitar as the instrument in such a short amount of time? Writing the instrumental did not just require lots of creativity, but it also required knowledge of guitar chord progressions, decent composition skills, and even more that required experience in handling the guitar.

He could tell them he just fooled around a little bit on an online music composing site and it might even work with his persuasion and speech skill; however, the chances were abysmal.

Suddenly, Yejoon's eyes lit up.

Kim Sanghoon and Jung Mingyu. The two had learned the guitar for quite a bit and could be considered experienced. He could use the excuse that they helped him with composing the song and once they revealed the did not have any part in the song, he could say that he got the instrumental from fooling around in an online website. People would believe of his natural ear and talent for music by that time as the hype would have been built already.

He exclaimed in excitement and cheered. He internally sighed. It seemed like the blending of personalities was affecting him a lot.

He went out of his room and walked to his mother's room.

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It seemed his parents really were vigorous!

The door was opened and what greeted his sight was his mother with messy hair, unkempt clothes, and swollen lips all while breathing laboriously.

"Er, mom?" He talked slightly awkwardly.

"Yes, son?" His mom had a slightly sultry voice from the passionate session that made him look at her strangely. He continued,

"Uh, sorry for interrupting?"

"No worries," Eunjoon, his young mother, replied. Her son knew she had fun with her lovely husband frequently, but at least Yejoon did not act weirdly about it. He even teased them sometimes! She felt her son truly was mature.

"Um, I'll talk to you when you're done," Eunjoon instantly slammed the door quickly and he felt heavy footsteps and then the floor shake with a thud. His mother probably pounced on his father that was quietly listening to their conversation.

His parents loved the other very much. They shared a bond in which they showered each other with love daily. They did not do this only due to lust but because they wanted to tell the other how much they loved them. Love sometimes could not just be described in words but had to be relayed in actions.

Yejoon walked back to his room feeling shocked at the number of times his parents played around every week.

He sighed and shook his head.

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The main chords for the song In My Blood were being played. The melody was sweet and enchanting. The song gave a very bittersweet feeling. It was very good to the ear and listening to it made people feeling but the lyrics and tone gave a rather depressing feeling.

Yejoon took a drink of his water. He had already warmed up his voice but he wanted to practice the melody a little before attempting to sing over it.

He opened his phone and opened an audio recording application.

Help me, it's like the walls are caving in

Sometimes I feel like giving up

But I just can't

It isn't in my blood…

He strung the guitar chords and his gorgeous voice sang the song.

He turned off the recording and decided he would tell XXX about it.

He needed the advertising and assistance the company would give him. The company made a very great job at hyping its artists and they would surely try their best to hype him and his song up.

Their name would once again appear everywhere if they successfully got Yejoon famous once again.

The day passed quickly and Yejoon prepared to go to sleep early.

School passed quickly with him and Mingyu having fun talking in all of the classes. They were actually very, and extremely lucky they had each class together.

Today was his mom's turn in driving them to XXX.

Both Jung Mingyu and Yejoon had risen to A class. They were definitely now S class but the school wanted to maintain the S class's dignity and repute. It would be a matter of time before they were placed in that class but the school wanted to make sure the S class did not look "easy" to achieve to others.

Yejoon talked to his instructor about wanting to make his own song.

They walked to the principal's room of the Singing section and informed him about it.

He was asked many questions relating to the song and finally the interrogating stopped.

His work was licensed quite very quickly.

XXX would take very some of the earnings because of the assistance they would provide him but that was fine as he was not aiming to get money but publicity.

They came to an agreement and the principal sent the song to the very influential people of the company. Of course, the principal was very influential as he was literally in charge of the section of the company's biggest asset but he had to inform his superiors.

"Your song will be advertised soon."

The principal was a man of little words but he was radiating warmth and support to the young prodigy.

It appeared he had really impressed this principal with all the work he's done.

Meanwhile the principal:

'This kid has literally singlehandedly raised my salary just because he was extremely successful and the company absolutely loves him. I definitely have to treat him right. He might even put in an extra few positive words about me.' The principal inwardly rubbed his palms together.