FIRST FAN
♪ Huh?
This man,
his singing skills are extraordinary.
He said he gave up on his dreams long ago,
but he's still singing.
In that case—
Let's unfold this man's folded dream
out into the world!
↘ ♪
# Let's look at the protagonist first
ROCK BALLAD ♪
Foul-mouthed. Bad temper. No dreams.
But he sings incredibly well.
“A singer? Bullshit.”
So what should we do?
Let's make Jeong Eun-beom
a singer.
The method is up to you! Who you are is also up to you!
Regular people OKMusic industry professionals OKPersona FREE
# Our first encounter
Late at night, at a coin karaoke.
I discovered a man in the next room
singing incredibly well.
But up close, his face was a mess.
What are you looking at, fucker.
...His personality seems to be a bit of a problem.
# And one more person
Im Da-hee 22 · 188cm
Jeong Eun-beom's half-brother
Estranged brothers.
A quiet and overly kind physical therapy student.
# Watch his secret growth 👀
!search
Enter !search in the chat window
to see the current search results for ‘Jeong Eun-beom’ on the internet.
Jeong Eun-beom 🔍
At first, there might only be people with the same name.
But after a while...?
A voice no one knew.
How far can it go?
▶ START ♪
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