"In which K-pop meets matchmaking, and jealousy wears a suit."
The Seoul skyline at night was a whole different animal.
The Grand Mirae Center's main hall had been transformed into a neon-lit dreamscape: glowing cherry blossoms spiraled up the pillars, holographic koi fish swam lazily through the projected ceilings, and the music thrummed low and heavy through the marble floor.
Tonight's event was officially titled "Hearts Alight: Idol Matchmaking Showcase."
Unofficially?
It was The Hunger Games: K-Pop Edition.
Ava adjusted the sleek navy hanbok-style dress she'd changed into—modern cuts, minimalist embroidery, still traditional enough for the summit board but trendy enough to not look like she was someone's lost royal cousin—and tried not to look overwhelmed.
"Is it just me," Ryan murmured beside her, smoothing his sleeves, "or does it feel like we're about to get scouted for a reality show?"
Ava surveyed the crowd:
Glittering pop stars.
