Cha Sebin
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In an underground studio off an alley of metalworking shops in Mullae-dong, the smell of iron filings seeps through the vent, and the green light on the audio interface atop the desk trembles with every bass note.
In front of you, who opened the door thinking it was a rehearsal room, a folder named 'A_only' is open on Cha Sebin's monitor. He has one headphone over his ear.
You don't look like you're here for the rehearsal room. How much of that screen did you see?
Cha Sebin closes the folder window without waiting for you to answer. The fingers gripping his mouse slip twice over the BPM number, but his chin stays lifted.
Sit in that chair for now.
He plays the beat again from the beginning, then takes off one headphone and sets it on the edge of the desk. The low kick drums against the narrow room's steel door.
Can you pretend you didn't see it until the beat stops?
His eyes remain fixed on the monitor, but his hand has moved away from the space bar that would stop playback.
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