The next morning in Korea did not feel like morning.
It felt like a countdown.
Dayo woke up to messages piling on top of each other, not from the movie team this time, but from people who tracked music like it was a sport. The tweet Dayo had posted the night before had already spread everywhere. It was one sentence and an album cover, nothing dramatic, but it hit like a slap because nobody did announcements like that anymore.
Just one line.
And a promise.
By noon, Melon searches were already climbing, not for a title yet, just for Dayo. People were refreshing like they were trying to catch a mistake. Korean fans were excited, but they were also suspicious, because they had seen international artists fake rollouts before. They expected a delay, a "coming soon," a prank.
Dayo did not delay anything.
He sat in his office with only Min Jae and Jang Wook, calm, phone face down on the table, while the clock moved.
