The moment I heard the lyrics of the song, my mind instantly recognized everything, title, artist, even all the following verses. My body became one with the rhythm in a matter of seconds and, without realizing where I was and who I was anymore, I just unleashed my voice and followed the fiery flow of the words. The dance moves were also present, something telling me that if anyone would've seen or not, it was not even that important than my tiny performance. Soon, another voice came by my side and, instinctively, I stopped and lowered my voice. 

"Don't stop, you were doing great!" Jungkook rushed by my side and urged me to resume and pick up the tone once again, guiding me through the last verses of the song until his smile was what I seen while the song was fading out. I stared at him for a few seconds, and he laughed as if he could read my mind. 

"Yeah, I know, you were in your world. I like your world." He teased and took the microphone from me, giving him a new one, with the purple and sigil of his own vocal classes. He looked at me once again and added. "Want me to be your mentor? I'm pretty sure it will be... quite the fun working with such a talented voice."

I nodded and clutched the new, glittery microphone to my chest. My words came out a little quieter, yet I regained my tone just as I was gathering my thoughts and could no longer hear the thump of my heartbeat in my ears. 

"It was intense, but I felt the song to the core. Yes, I accept and want you as my mentor. It surely feels like nobody else would've been able to get me back into my world. I thought only I was able to do that... maybe this connection can be... the key to success." I smiled and he smiled back, ever so brightly. 

Before any of us could say anything, the sunset caught out attention and we soon found ourselves under a beautifully painted sky, fantasy colors and shades mixing together. It was a complete dream, something not even close to what I've ever seen before. He was the one to break the silence after we both admired the sky and also analyzed the environment. "Are we thinking the same thing?"

I looked at his eyes and whispered. "First lesson at the terrace?"

He smirked and led the way towards the campus' terrace, close enough to the lake and to the cabins. My voice was surely going to be heard, but also harmonized by the sounds and view of the yard. It was a calm ambience, something completely welcoming and also a perfect place of both a friendly meeting and a fresh start of a serious training. The vibrant colors of the Sakura flowers were now mixing perfectly with the tune Jungkook started on the speakers, walking by my side and starting the first verse along with me. Then, bit by bit, his voice faded, and he only stepped away, watching how I was drowning into the rhythm and sliding smoothly from octave to octave, reaching both the highs and lows. 

The only moment I noticed him being a few steps away from me was when the song ended, enough time to notice how proud and pleased he was. The next song started and this time I took the lead without even one single bit of hesitation, unleashing all the tones and following the choreography as well, something that brought him widen his eyes and clap from time to time, supporting me with all his might. 

The light of the the sun was replaced with the tiny lanterns scattered across the alley and around the terrace's railing. Darkness took over the whole campus, but the moon was watching over us even so. I exhaled after voicing out the last word and panted, turning around and welcoming the water he gave me, drinking it quickly before speaking.

"How was it? Was I good? Did I miss things?"

"It was amazing, calm down." He chuckled and turned off the speakers before leaning against the railing and gesturing me to come over. The view of the lake, lit up by the tiny lights, matching the stars in the sky, projecting the same magic here, in front of our eyes. 

I seemed like two worlds coming together. Just like reality and fantasy. Dream and rationality. World and Seoul. The idea pulled me even deeper into thoughts. Was this the place where the shooting stars, carriers of visions and dreams, land and bloom those dreams into beautiful realities?

I blinked and turned my head towards my mentor. Noticing that all this time he had been looking at my dreamy figure, I became embarrassed. Yet, his words comforted me in the best way possible.

"It's okay. I was just like you back then."