Magnetic

Everything spins, sparkles, jumps like a compass needle that has lost its north. The heart beats “lub-dub” to the rhythm of the beat, words slide like emoticons in correspondence, and there is a light electricity in the air. This isn't about subtle drama, but about the exciting, funny, slightly daring feeling when opposites come together and even discrepancies become a magnet.

The music seems to glow with neon, where every “you-you-you” is a flash, and every “bae” is a leap over a puddle of doubt. This energy doesn't wait or hold back, but gives its desires the green light. And in this movement lies the whole thrill: no pushing, no pretense, just pure attraction and courage that sounds louder than any confession.