Qi Huaixuan felt immense pressure.
As someone who practiced with them every day, no one knew better than him just how strong his two teammates were.
But backing down was never in his nature. He took a deep breath and stepped firmly onto the stage.
The lights dimmed.
"They are all brave
The scar on your brow, your otherness, the mistakes you've made
None of it needs to be hidden
Your worn-out doll, your mask, your very self..."
Jiang Qin had considered various factors and chosen this song, "Lonely Brave," for him.
When the chorus hit, a montage of war-themed music videos played on the big screen.
The dim light cast flickering shadows across the entire stage.
[AHHH, that was amazing! I love those lyrics!]
[Love You for walking the dark alleys alone
Love You for your unbowed stance
Love You for confronting despair
The hero I imagined seems to have become real right now.]
[The sky is falling! It's just me, so why do I have to make such a difficult choice?
