The beat kicked in—sharp, aggressive, yet laced with a subtle, melancholic undertone. It was the sound of the city at midnight, both energetic and lonely. Albert closed his eyes and listened to the rhythm. He didn't think about catering to the masses or responding to critics anymore. He thought about the grind, the sleepless nights, and the heavy price of success.
He stepped back into the control room. Lu-K played the track back through the massive studio monitors. The energy was undeniable. It was magnetic, defiant, and completely authentic to who Albert was in that exact moment. AlbertNbn - Pardon
Albert smiled, nodding along to his own voice. He didn't need to ask for anyone's permission, and he certainly didn't need to apologize for his success. He picked up his phone, muted the notifications, and pocketed it. The world could wait. The beat kicked in—sharp, aggressive, yet laced with