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Kian’s POV:

“I don't think this will get along with the vocals,” I hummed with the melody.

“But the main track is still addicting, Sir,” said my programme manager ,who was unnecessarily excited. She was a newbie. And considering the fact that I didn't have much choice. I had to bear it.

“Still, we need to take care of vocals. Without it, the song is all wasted.”

I tapped the papers in front of me with the pen.

“Also, I want to finalise this song today. So please, all of you pay attention.” I said, to the bunch of people in front of me. Working on their laptops.

“I am almost done with the lyrics. The composition is ready. But you guys are still too lazy for the promotional programme. I haven't got a single outcome on that matter.”

Everyone nodded and I didn't care to think how I looked in front of them.

My phone rang and it was her. I picked it up, without a second thought and walked towards the corner.

“Hey,” she sounded nervous.

“How are you? Everything’s fine?” I questioned out