The night was still young, and Youssef stuck close to Dayo, not giving him any chance to leave. Watching all of this was Luna. She took a deep look at Dayo, her heartbeat rising each time.
"How can someone be so cool, handsome, and intelligent at the same time? Indeed, the saying all fingers are not equal is true," she muttered under her breath.
As if noticing her gaze, Dayo looked toward her, gave a wink, and a helpless smile. He couldn't leave because Youssef wasn't letting him go.
"So JD, that brings me to why I've been bugging you. Haha. That original you just sang — what's your plan for it?" Youssef asked, his eyes fixed on Dayo.
Youssef had been blending traditional Arabic and pop for more than five years, There had been progress, but not up to his expectations. The reason he was here tonight with his friends was to find inspiration for his new album. He never expected to meet JD, who would surprise him with something beyond his own ability and imagination.
