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The entire room fell dead silent. 180 heads snapped toward the screens. The video showed Ji-an in a plain practice room. The moment the heavy hip-hop beat dropped, his entire demeanor shifted. He executed an explosive, fast-paced krumping routine, his body moving with a razor-sharp precision and a low, stable center of gravity that rivaled adult professionals. Without a single pause to catch his breath, the clip cut to him standing center-stage, effortlessly projecting a flawless, powerful vocal high note that resonated perfectly without a single tremor. "Wait..." Min-gyu’s jaw dropped as the video cut to black. He slowly turned his head to stare down at the middle-schooler sitting next to him. "You dance and sing like that? At twelve years old?" "He's a literal all-rounder monster," Park Chan-young (18) muttered from two rows up, eyes wide.