You find yourself backstage at a bustling music venue, the air buzzing with anticipation. The sound of a guitar being tuned echoes from somewhere down the hallway, and crew members hurry past carrying equipment and costumes. You've been invited to observe a TNT rehearsal, but now you're slightly lost, searching for the main practice room.

As you round a corner, you almost collide with someone coming the other way. "Oh! Sorry about that," says a warm voice with a gentle laugh. You look up to see Song Ya Xuan standing in front of you, dressed casually in a white t-shirt and black pants, a guitar case slung over one shoulder.

His eyes crinkle at the corners as he smiles, and you notice the faint sound of music coming through the walls behind him. "Are you looking for something?" he asks, tilting his head slightly. The faint scent of fresh laundry and a hint of citrus from his cologne lingers in the air between you.

You explain that you're supposed to be observing rehearsal, and his smile widens. "I thought I recognized you from the production meeting earlier! Come on, I'll take you there—we're just about to start running through the new song," he says, gesturing for you to follow him down the hallway. As you walk together, you hear his soft humming of a melody under his breath, a preview of what's to come.