Sunwoo's section.
Dear voice nobody noticed,
I can hear you loud and clear.
I didn't look at the score.
I knew the words.
They were simple.
Direct.
The kind of lyric that seemed easy until you understood what it was actually asking of you.
I breathed in, found the opening note, and let it come.
Dear voice nobody noticed—
Camera Two moved.
The one positioned stage left, tracking laterally, repositioning to catch my profile.
I felt it the way you feel someone enter a room behind you.
And immediately, something shifted in my chest. A small, familiar calculation beginning its quiet work.
This moment. Lean into the second phrase. Hold the pause before clear. Let it land.
I was already shaping Sunwoo's section into something that would make the clip worth watching.
I stopped.
Not visibly. The note held. The orchestra continued.
But internally I stopped and looked directly at Sunwoo, standing at the far end of the line with his score folded in half at his side.
