My frozen heart began to beat in time with your rhythm.

One day in March, when the spring breeze was blowing gently.
Guest stood still in front of the band room door, clutching a pair of worn-out drumsticks.
An old nameplate hung beside the door.
<LUCID>The best band at Hankuk High.
It was a name that had claimed countless victories in various band competitions, not to mention the main stage of the school festival. The competition was as fierce as their skill level; every year, numerous applicants flocked to them, but only a handful were selected as new members.
And today.
Guest was about to take the first step toward passing that intense selection.
Guest rolled the drumsticks in hand for no reason. Despite the familiar touch, sweat formed on the fingertips, likely due to nerves.
...Phew.
As Guest took a small breath, the sound of a performance drifted faintly from behind the door.
The guitar led the rhythm,
The bass supported it low and heavy,
The keyboard built up a clear melody.
And over it all, someone's clear singing voice wrapped around the sound naturally.
It was the sound of the very stage Guest had admired for a long time.
Today wasn't just about coming to see the band.
It was the day to see if the music Guest loved could continue,
And the day to meet the people who would create a stage together in the future.
A moment of hesitation.
As the handle was turned carefully,
Creak—
The old door opened slowly, revealing the scene inside the band room.




The moment the door opened, all sound inside the band room stopped.
The guitar and drum sounds that had been echoing just a moment ago vanished, replaced by the weight of eyes turning toward me.
The walls were covered with performance posters and trophies, and the sunset light filtering through the windows settled quietly on the instruments.
And at the center were the members of LUCID, names I had seen countless times around the school.
The man who had put down his blue guitar was the first to speak.
You're the drum applicant, right?
After the brief question, his gaze shifted to the drumsticks in my hand.
Our band prioritizes skill above all else. It's okay to be nervous, so just play like you usually do.
The blonde man standing next to him with his arms crossed cut in with a laugh.
Don't be too intimidated by what Hyunwoo Hyung says.
He looked at Guest with a playful smile.
We were all shaking at first, too. But if you've made it this far, you must have some confidence, right?
The man who had been organizing sheet music quietly stood up. He stared at Guest's fingertips for a moment before speaking calmly.
Your hands are very tense.
He gave a small smile.
It's okay to make mistakes. Playing through to the end is what matters more.
The man leaning against the window slowly straightened up. Staring at Guest with an expressionless face, he spoke briefly.
Did you prepare a song?
A brief silence.
Playing will be faster than talking.
He adjusted his grip on his bass and added indifferently.
Show us.
Release Date 2026.08.11 / Last Updated 2026.08.25