The music pulsed across the hall, the guitars and drums weaving together in a rhythmic dance. Hinata's bass added another layer, anchoring it all and adding a rich, resonant tone that made everything just a bit more intense. Koga's vocals shone, his voice powerful and emotional as he sang the first verse...
The hall didn't just *listen*-
it **trembled.**
The opening riff exploded into life-
Raito's fingers blazing across the strings like sunlight splitting storm clouds,
Tsukki's counter-melody cool and precise, threading through the chaos like moonlight on steel.
Koga gripped the mic stand-
leaned in-
and with one breath,
### > **"WE WEREN'T BORN TO FADE!"** 🔥
The crowd *roared.*
Hinata slammed into his bassline, deep and thunderous.
Yuta pounded the drums-sharp, wild, alive.
And then-
a voice cut through from the shadows at the back:
> "**Now that's how you open a show."**
Rei stood arms crossed by the exit,
scarf fluttering slightly in the wind from an open window.
Kaoru smirked beside him:
> "Took them long enough."
Adonis shook his head with a grin:
> "They're not just playing music anymore... They're claiming it."
Back on stage-
Koga moved like fire itself:
> **"We were broken-but we learned to burn brighter!"**
Raito leaped forward mid-riff, grinning wide,
jumping onto Tsukki's shoulder (who didn't even flinch) for one insane second-
then landed perfectly back on beat,
drawing cheers so loud they rattled lights above.
Tsukki finally looked up-just once-at Raito...
and gave that tiny nod again.
Not words.
Not smiles.
Just trust. 💫
And as their song reached its crescendo-voices rising, instruments clashing in perfect harmony-the entire audience rose with them...
standing as one wave of sound and light... of past meeting present...
of legends passing torches...
🔥🎶
In that moment?
It wasn't just a club performance anymore.
### It was Yumenosaki breathing again-and shining brighter than ever before. 🌟
Under the dimmed lights of the concert hall, both Mao and Ritsu stood among the crowd. Though both remained composed, a quiet excitement crackled in the air.
Mao seemed to almost glow in the darkness, his expression focused-almost... proud.
Ritsu, on the other hand, watched the stage like a watchful eye, his gaze sharp and intense. But there was something more beneath his cool demeanor, an undercurrent of anticipation, a flicker of a smile dancing at the corner of his lips...
As the song continued, the atmosphere in the hall thickened with energy-as if the music had brought everyone to a fever pitch, their breath in sync.
Mao glanced over at Ritsu-and for a fleeting second, the faintest glimmer of a smile danced in his eyes, reflecting off the concert lights. "They're really good, aren't they?" he said quietly.
Ritsu nodded-almost imperceptibly, but the nod was there. "More than anyone expected," he replied, his voice equally low.
Mao hummed lowly in agreement, keeping his attention focused on the stage. "They've come a long way in a short time..."
Ritsu crossed his arms, his gaze still trained on the performance. "Too many people underestimate them. It's almost amusing."
Mao chuckled subtly, a faint smirk on his lips. "Underdogs always have the most to prove... and the most surprising comebacks, don't they?"
Ritsu glanced at Mao from the corner of his eye, a glint of amusement within his cold gaze. "You're almost enjoying this, aren't you?"
Mao's smirk widened slightly, not breaking his gaze from the stage. "There's something admirable about watching people defy expectations, isn't there?"
Ritsu huffed amusedly, turning his gaze back to the stage. "You always did have an affinity for the unexpected..."
The concert hall buzzed with energy as the crowd dispersed, the last notes of the performance still echoing through the air. Backstage, the members of Polar Opposites stood together, basking in the aftermath of their bold performance as adrenaline still surged in their veins.
Hinata bounced on his toes, eyes shining. "That was incredible... We rocked the house!"
Yuta pumped his fist, grinning. "We did more than rock it, my friend, we leveled it!"
Raito beamed, practically radiating energy. "Man... I could do that all night!"
Tsukki just nodded, satisfaction in his eyes. "We did well."
Koga grinned, slinging an arm around Raito's shoulders. "Damn right we did. We're on fire tonight!"
Hinata clapped a hand on Tsukki's back, nearly sending him stumbling forward. "And nobody can take that away from us!"
Raito laughed, high-fiving Hinata. "We're unstoppable! Nothing can touch us now!"
Hinata whooped. "The whole school's gonna be talking about us!"
Yuta smirked. "More like the *whole city.* That performance was on a different plane."
The backstage door creaked open-
and in stepped **Rei**, hands in pockets, expression calm as ever.
Behind him, **Kaoru** smirked like he'd just witnessed something deliciously chaotic-
and **Adonis**, arms crossed, radiating the aura of a senior returning to a home he never really left.
Silence fell over the Light Music Club.
Then-
Rei gave a slow nod.
> "You didn't destroy the equipment."
> "You didn't faint mid-verse."
> "...And you actually *stayed on key.*"
He paused.
A ghost of a smile flickered.
### > "Not bad."
Yuta blinked.
Hinata gasped like he'd been knighted.
Raito nearly exploded with joy:
**"WE GOT A COMPLIMENT FROM REI-SAN?!"**
Kaoru chuckled lowly, stepping forward:
> "Don't act so shocked. You've got talent-even if half of it's noise and blind luck." He glanced at Raito: "...Mostly noise."
Raito pouted dramatically-but couldn't hide his grin.
Then Adonis pushed off the wall and spoke:
> "But here's what matters-you made people *feel* something." He tapped his chest lightly: "When your music hits right here? That's when you know you've arrived."
Koga stepped forward then-no longer just leading juniors... but standing as an equal among legends:
> "So?" He raised a brow at Rei. "Did we... live up to UNDEAD?"
The room held its breath.
Rei looked around-at Koga,
at Polar Opposites' tired-but-bright eyes,
at Hinata bouncing nervously,
Yuta trying (and failing) to look cool-
then finally-
he reached into his coat...
pulled out five neatly folded black wristbands-
each stitched with tiny silver suns and moons at the edge...
like echoes of Tsukki's own design...
...and tossed them onto Koga's palm one by one with quiet finality:
### > "Welcome... to real stage fire." 🔥🌙
No fanfare.
No speech.
Just legacy handed down-not broken...
but *continued.*
And behind them all?
The door cracked open once more-
Mao stood there with Ritsu beside him,
report clipboard tucked under arm,
a soft smile on Mao's lips as he whispered just loud enough for Ritsu to hear:
### > "**This is how stars are born..."** 🌟
A week later, backstage at the COSMIC PRODUCTION hall-brighter, bigger, but somehow just as nerve-wracking-the air hummed with electric tension.
Raito bounced on his heels like a live wire wrapped in glitter and determination.
Tsukki stood beside him, eyes closed-steady breaths, fingers gently tracing his mic like he was calming it... or himself.
Through their earpieces crackled a smooth voice-elegant and commanding:
> "**Breathe. The stage isn't your enemy. The silence before the music? That's where you strike."**
**Ibara Saegusa**, Eden's radiant thorn-a snake who ruled stages with both grace and precision-
spoke from the sound booth above:
> "You've trained. You've burned. You've proven yourselves at Yumenosaki."
> **"Now? Make COSMIC regret not signing you sooner."**
Raito grinned wide:
> "No pressure... right?"
Tsukki opened one eye:
> "He said *breathe*, not clown around."
But even Tsukki couldn't hide it-
the quiet fire in his chest,
the heartbeat syncing to an opening chord only he could hear.
Then-
Ibara's voice dropped softer this time:
### > "Remember... polar opposites don't cancel each other out."
### > **"They create energy. Light from shadow. Heat from cold."**
### > **"Now go-and show them what happens when stars collide." 🌟⚡🌙**
A beat passed.
The intro music began to rise outside.
The crowd roared beyond velvet curtains-
and Raito reached over...
grabbed Tsukki's hand-just for a second...
and squeezed hard:
### > "**Ready to be legends together?**"
Tsukki didn't smile...
but stepped forward,
one foot after another,
into blinding light and thundering sound-
together at last...
under one sky...
on their first true stage... 💫
They walked together into the spotlight-Raito beaming wide, Tsukki's eyes shining under the stage lights, music pulsing through them both like a heartbeat as they took their places beneath the night sky onstage...
The crowd around them was a sea of faces, of hands reaching up, voices ready to cheer...
Then Raito grabbed his mic, Tsukki lifted his own...
...and together they gave one last look at each other,
smiling like the dawn and the moon...
before the show began: 🎆🎶
The stage was the first taste: light, sound, energy pulsing like a second heartbeat as the crowd's cheers echoed in the hall.
Raito held his microphone like it was a lifeline, smile wide as his voice cut through with confidence born of countless hours of practice and passion: "Good evening, everyone! We're Polar Opposites-and tonight... we're here to show you what happens when light meets shadow!"
Tsukki's voice rose with his, sharp like a cold breeze: "We're here to make things shake-to make things *move...*"
The intro began-sharp, electrifying-a fusion of synth and guitar that crackled through the speakers like a storm breaking.
Raito launched into motion first, spinning into his mark as the spotlight *snapped* onto him-
bright,
burning,
**unstoppable.**
> "**I am the flare in your night!
The spark that sets your world alight!**"
Tsukki didn't move right away.
He waited-cool, poised-
until the bridge dropped...
then stepped forward like moonlight sliding across a battlefield:
> "**And I'm the silence after sound...
The echo where your truth is found.**"
Their voices clashed-not in conflict...
but in harmony so sharp it cut deep.
Backstage monitors flashed-their heart rates soaring but stable.
In COSMIC's control room above?
Ibara smirked into his headset:
> "...They're not just surviving."
He leaned back slowly:
### > "They're owning it." 🌙⚡🌞
On stage-
Raito leapt toward Tsukki mid-chorus for their signature call-and-response step,
and this time-
Tsukki didn't hesitate.
He matched him move for move,
a shadow dancing with its sun...
twin forces now perfectly aligned:
🔥🔥 **Light and dark. Heat and calm. One voice-one dream-one stage fire born from opposite souls.**
The rest of the concert was electric, from the soaring notes and synchronized steps to the way Raito and Tsukki somehow made even the most difficult choreography look effortless-they moved together like wildfire and night sky blended into one...
And all the while?
The crowd *burned.*
COSMIC representatives watched from the wings, their eyes fixated on the monitor above-
and *smiling.*
Even Ibara's eyes glittered beneath magenta hair as he leaned closer, whispering into the headset:
**"**They **are definitely getting offers after this."**
They did.
After the performance, as Raito and Tsukki stumbled back toward the dressing rooms backstage, laughing about every mistake that somehow worked and every move that went perfectly-
a voice called out behind them.
> "Polar Opposites."
They turned.
In the shadows, Ibara stood there-
and smiled softly:
> "...Well done."
Raito blinked. Tsukki just *stared*...
then dipped his head once:
> "...Thank you."
Ibara clapped his hands behind his back politely as the last of the stage crew began packing up equipment around them.
> "Excellent performance out there tonight. Your energy was a good mix to kickstart the event season."
He smiled slightly.
> "You've also earned some extra publicity on top of your usual media buzz."
Ibara clasped his hands together, voice cool but almost... pleased.
> "COSMIC is preparing a photoshoot."
Raito immediately perked up, bouncing on his heels. Tsukki stayed quiet, but his eyes focused keenly as Ibara went on:
> "The pictures will go in the next issue-and they might get featured on our social feeds. Consider it a little bonus for making our investment worthwhile."
Raito and Tsukki exchanged a glance-
not frantic.
not nervous.
Just *knowing.*
One look said it all:
*"...We just leveled up."*
Raito's grin stretched wide-eyes sparkling like he already saw the magazine cover.
Tsukki? He didn't smile...
but his shoulders relaxed, just a fraction-
like the weight of *proof* had finally settled in their favor.
They turned back to Ibara in perfect sync:
### > "We're ready."
One voice.
One heartbeat.
Still opposites...
But now?
Undeniably **unstoppable.** 🌙☀️📸
The practice room at COSMIC PRODUCTION shimmered under bright lights-mirrors stretching floor to ceiling, reflecting not just movement, but *momentum.*
Raito and Tsukki stood side by side in front of the glass, running through photoshoot poses under Ibara's sharp direction:
> "Raito-chin up. Not too eager. You're a flame, not a puppy."
> "Tsukki-relax your shoulders. Cold doesn't mean stiff."
They adjusted.
Again.
Again.
And again.
Behind them, the mirrors doubled the scene-not just showing two rookies...
but an audience of legends silently watching from the shadows:
🔥 **Eden** - Nagisa folded his arms with a smirk, Hiyori scribbled notes like a strict teacher, Jun grinned with quiet approval.
🎭 **Valkyrie** - Shu observed with serene intensity; Mika leaned forward slightly-*"Huh... they've got stage presence even when still."*
✨ **2wink & friends** - Hinata mimicked Raito's pose playfully; Yuta gave silent thumbs-up; the Aoi twins exchanged glances: *"They're learning fast."*
🎪 **Crazy:B** - Kohaku tilted his head thoughtfully; Niki snapped fingers on beat even in silence; Rinne crossed his arms with an approving smirk:
> "Not bad for new blood."
HIMERU simply watched-with eyes like he was reading their soul in reflections-
and then...
softly muttered into his phone mic:
### > "Update log: Polar Opposites - Pose synchronization at 87%. Emotional contrast? 100%. Potential?"
>
A pause.
A faint smile.
### > "...Off the charts." 📊💫
In front-
Ibara clapped once. Sharp. Final.
> "Enough rehearsal."
Both boys froze mid-pose.
He stepped between them,
looked each in the eye-
then nodded toward the mirror:
### > "**Now go live it."**
No more practice.
No more corrections.
Just instinct,
fire,
and two souls standing on opposite sides of reflection...
who finally saw themselves as one unit reflected back-
not yet perfect...
but undeniable.
Raito flashed a bright smile as he turned toward Tsukki, giving him a thumbs-up. "We're going to rock this photoshoot!" he declared.
Tsukki paused for just a second-then gave the tiniest nod... and something rare flickered across his face.
A smirk.
Not wide. Not loud.
But real.
And that was enough. 💫
Behind them, Eden's Hiyori adjusted his wrist wraps with approval-
while Valkyrie's Mika muttered:
> "They're gonna break hearts in print."
Crazy:B's Kohaku giggled:
> "I can *already* see the fan art."
From the corner, HIMERU closed his notebook-entry complete:
### > **"Polar Opposites - Phase: Ready for Light."** 📸✨
The photoshoot arrived-and the COSMIC studio was alive with lights, cameras, and creative energy.
Raito stood center stage under the bright flashes, grinning wide-like sunlight given form.
Tsukki stood just behind him-calm as moonlight on still water.
The photographer called out:
> "Raito! Bigger smile-yes! Like you're stealing hearts!"
> "Tsukki... colder. *Sharper.* Let them feel the distance."
And they delivered.
Pose after pose-
**Fire and silence.**
**Smiles and shadows.**
They didn't just *look* like opposites-
they *lived* it in every frame:
- Raito leaning forward, hand stretched to the camera like he'd pull fans into his world.
- Tsukki turned away slightly... then glancing back with eyes that cut through light itself.
- One shot captured them back-to-back-one radiant, one reserved-their contrasting auras clashing perfectly.
Then came the final command:
> "Now... connect."
A pause.
Raito looked at Tsukki-not as performer to partner,
but as friend to friend.
And slowly...
he reached out his hand-not for a pose...
but for real.
Tsukki stared at it-
then took it,
pulling Raito close shoulder-to-shoulder,
both facing forward now:
🔥☀️🌙⚡
One sun who never gave up.
One moon who never let go.
And in that moment?
**The camera didn't just capture a photo...**
📸✨
It captured legend in the making.
As the photoshoot reaches its conclusion and the final photo captures the true essence of Polar Opposites' dynamic, the studio buzzes with energy. But amidst the chaos, Ibara stands off to the side, observing closely. His eyes remain fixed on Raito and Tsukki, taking in every gesture and every detail. With a quiet determination, he quietly mutters to himself:
> "I need to keep my eye on these two... they have potential."
Ibara folded his arms, magenta sleeves falling just right as the final flash snapped-
capturing Raito's sunlit grin and Tsukki's quiet resolve one last time.
He didn't clap.
Didn't smile.
Just exhaled through his nose-
> "They're not just playing roles anymore..."
A staff member passed by, curious:
> "Sir? Are they... approved for the feature?"
Ibara didn't look away from the screen now displaying the shots live.
### > "More than that."
His voice dropped low-like a secret meant only for the wind:
> "They're going to *define* it."
Then, quietly, into his earpiece:
> **"Start drafting their debut campaign."** 🌙☀️📸
Legends aren't born in silence.
They're forged-in light, in shadow,
-and in eyes that *know* them before they shine.
Nagisa appeared beside Ibara like a shadow stepping into light, arms crossed and lips curled in his usual knowing smirk.
> "Getting sentimental over rookies, Ibara? How *unlike* you."
Ibara didn't flinch. Just kept his eyes on the screen-on Raito laughing as Tsukki finally cracked a real smile at something only they heard.
> "Not sentiment," he said coolly.
> "Strategy. They're not just strong individually... their dynamic is *electric*. Raw, but focused."
Nagisa tilted his head, watching the feed now too-two opposites lowering their guard for just a moment:
Raito nudging Tsukki playfully,
Tsukki shoving back-lightly-
and somewhere beneath that push?
A bond no choreography could fake.
Nagisa's smirk softened-just a fraction.
> "...Huh. They really do complete each other."
Then, teasing tone returning:
> "Careful, Ibara. Next thing you know... you'll be writing their fan chant."
Ibara finally turned away from the screen,
adjusted his glove,
and muttered with rare warmth beneath the ice:
### > "...Already did." 🌙☀️✨
And somewhere behind them-
the photo team gasped as they pulled up the final shot...
a black-and-white close-up of two hands clasped mid-step-
fire meeting stillness...
sun meeting moon...
**legend beginning.**
Ibara's phone buzzed-once, sharp-its tone like a warning chime.
He glanced at the screen.
A beat passed.
Then he closed his eyes and exhaled:
> "It's *them*."
Nagisa raised a brow.
> "Eden's schedule handlers? Or...?"
Ibara slipped the phone halfway into his pocket-then paused, turning back for one last look at the monitor.
Raito was now trying (and failing) to get Tsukki to do a dramatic hair flip.
Tsukki simply deadpanned... then flicked Raito's forehead.
The photo team burst into laughter.
Ibara almost smiled.
But then-
duty called.
He turned fully to Nagisa, voice low but firm:
### > "Keep an eye on them."
Not a request.
An order wrapped in trust.
> "They're close... but they're not *there* yet."
Nagisa gave a lazy salute-but his eyes were serious now:
> "Go handle your chaos kings. I've got this."
One nod-
and just like that,
Ibara pushed through the studio door,
scarf trailing behind him like smoke from a fading spark...
leaving only silence...
and two rising stars still glowing bright in the mirror-
unseen guardians stepping aside so new legends could rise...
🌙☀️📸
Ibara left swiftly through the exit, taking the phone call in the corridor before it faded. Nagisa stood a beat, watching him go, then looked back toward the shoot.
Raito and Tsukki were laughing and celebrating now, surrounded by Eden, Valkyrie, and their new friends. Raito was waving animatedly, all grins and excitement as Tsukki smiled quietly, content with the others' happiness.
Nagisa exhaled slowly, crossing his arms.
> "Guess that makes me the babysitter."
Nagisa leaned against the studio doorframe, one foot tapping faintly to the rhythm of a song only he could hear.
The noise from inside swelled-Hinata's laugh, Yuta's loud "*That shot was LEGENDARY!*", even Mika Kagehira cracking a rare grin as Raito tried (and failed) to teach Tsukki how to "shine like a star" with jazz hands.
Tsukki just stared at his own fingers... then gave one slow, deadpan wiggle.
The room *erupted.*
Nagisa shook his head-eyes hidden under soft bangs-but warmth flickered in his voice:
> "You're not babysitting geniuses," he muttered under his breath.
> "You're guarding sparks before they become wildfires."
Then louder, stepping forward with a theatrical sigh:
### > **"Alright! Rookies!"**
> **"Smiles fade fast if you slack off now!"** 🌪️
Raito snapped to attention mid-laugh:
> "Y-yes, Nagisa-senpai?!"
Tsukki instantly straightened-instinct honed from too many strict rehearsals.
Nagisa smirked.
Walked up between them-
placed one hand on each of their shoulders-
and said,
low enough only they could hear:
### > "Keep shining like that today... and you'll outshine us all tomorrow."
Then he pulled back,
spun on his heel,
and tossed over his shoulder:
> **"Now clean up your mess before Ibara comes back and blames *me!*"**
Laughter rang again-
brighter this time,
with purpose...
as Polar Opposites stood tall-
not just seen...
but *witnessed.*
🌙☀️✨
To be continued...