"It's you," Lee Sik said, looking into June's eyes.
"I've finally found the right voice for the words I have written," he continued.
June frowned, feeling confused.
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"The words written on the paper are the words I wanted to say to my father for a long time," Lee Sik explained, looking a bit emotional.
"At first, I wanted to add another verse to the performance—a second bridge, if you call it. However, like I said, I couldn't find the right voice. But now that you're here, I believe the world is ready to hear it—this special verse."
June stayed silent as he read the written lyrics once more. He knew Lee Sik was a great writer, but these lyrics were on another level.
"Are you willing to sing it for me?" Lee Sik asked, hope heard in his voice.
June smirked as he looked up from the lyric sheet and stared into Lee Sik's eyes.
"I will be honored."
