"3! 2! 1! The votes are in and- The! Winner! Is! Bad Boy! I guess you guys wanted a performance that was the opposite of the cute concept?! Well, you got it! Please welcome Team Rebels."
As MC Ryan Leary stepped off the stage, eight boys dressed in all black slowly filled it.
They were wearing white t-shirts, black leather jackets, black leather pants, and black boots, with their hair slicked back except for a single piece that fell in their face.
As the music began playing, the boys lined up and began walking forward with a forceful cross step while snapping their fingers, causing a huge splash on the wet stage.
Then, with a cheeky smile that was quite the opposite of the gentle one he usually had, Carlos began singing in a lower pitch than usual, his voice sounding like the richest, smoothest, darkest chocolate.
"You better run, you better hide,
I'm a changed man, so step aside
Revving my motorcycle engine under the sun
