ᵀʰᵉ ᴸⁱᵗᵗˡᵉˢ || NCT (COMPLETED)

✨Hidden Intentions pt. 2✨

Bold - English
Normal - Korean
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“Everyone, performing her title track, Bicycle, Yang Nara!” Jinyoung’s voice rang out as he exited the stage. The lights dimmed, immersing the room in an intense, dark atmosphere. Suddenly, the stage lights flickered to life in moody shades of purple and blue, casting a shadowy allure that framed Nara’s setup with an edgy, neon vibe. The deep bass thrummed through the air, building suspense as the audience held their breath.

Nara stepped forward, commanding the stage in a sleek black outfit with metallic accents that shimmered under the lights, enhancing her bold and magnetic stage presence. Her confidence and powerful moves captivated everyone, especially the intricate choreography that showcased her elegance and strength.

Johnny’s eyes widened in awe. “Wow... Nana really went all out with this album,” he muttered, completely absorbed by her performance. Catching sight of some mature choreography, he quickly covered Haechan’s eyes, chuckling as the others joined in to shield the Littles. “We did a few mature moves too on our tour!” Haechan protested, making Johnny chuckle as he let go.

Then, to everyone’s surprise, Nara transitioned seamlessly into an English rap during the second verse, her delivery sharp and dynamic. Johnny’s jaw dropped in shock. “Wait… she can rap too?!” he exclaimed, while the Littles giggled knowingly, having helped her while she wrote and recorded the track. “누나 kills it with that rap,” Jaehyun chimed in, his excitement mirroring the crowd’s energy.

With every beat, Nara's commanding performance captivated the audience, her flawless execution of a testament to her unwavering talent and dedication. Each movement was sharp yet fluid, her voice a perfect blend of power and finesse. As the breakdown approached, she smirked confidently at the crowd before turning her back, an electric energy emanating from her that left them utterly spellbound.

“That smirk...” Taeyong murmured, his voice trailing off as he cleared his throat, clearly caught off guard by her overwhelming stage presence. His eyes remained fixed on her, admiration mingled with awe as he struggled to find the right words.

“Are you okay, Taeyong 형?” Doyoung asked, his brow furrowed in concern as the rest of the members turned their attention to him. They exchanged amused and curious glances, noting their leader's rare loss for words.

“I’m fine,” Taeyong replied, though his gaze betrayed him as it lingered on the stage. “Her duality is just... incredible.” His voice was filled with a quiet reverence, his respect for Nara’s artistry unmistakably and not by his past feelings for her.

As the final note echoed through the stadium, the crowd erupted into thunderous applause, their cheers reverberating like a powerful wave. Nara stood at the center of the stage, breathless yet glowing, her chest rising and falling as she took in the overwhelming sight before her.

She smiled, her expression softening with emotion as her eyes began to glisten. For the first time, the magnitude of the moment struck her—the stadium was packed to the brim, a sea of light sticks glowing in unison, swaying rhythmically to her name being chanted by thousands.

With a trembling breath, she bowed deeply, her gratitude pouring out in waves as the audience and family’s cheers only grew louder. When she rose, a single tear slid down her cheek, a testament to the years of hard work, sacrifice, and passion that had brought her to this unforgettable moment. Nara placed a hand over her heart, mouthing a heartfelt, “Thank you,” before the crowd erupted once more, the love and support palpable in every corner of the arena.