Kpop Oneshots: Fanfics generated by AI

Last Friday Night - Yuna

In the vibrant college town of Melody Heights, Jaiden was known as the quiet genius, an aspiring music producer with an affinity for transforming mundane sounds into enchanting melodies. Yuna, on the other hand, was a rising star in the campus dance community, her moves as a member of the celebrated K-pop cover dance team, "Rhythm Itzy," captivating everyone who watched.

Their paths hadn't crossed until one fateful Friday night that would unravel like a scene straight out of Katy Perry's "Last Friday Night" music video: loud, colorful, and utterly unforgettable.

It was the end of the semester, and the town was buzzing with the thrill of an annual block party that promised a night of wild memories and uninhibited fun. As the sunset painted the sky in vivid hues, students poured into the streets, the air thick with excitement and the latest pop hits.

Jaiden had never been one for parties. His idea of a Friday night was usually spent in the cozy confines of his home studio, headphones on as he lost himself in his latest project. But that night, led by the urging of his friends who were bent on getting him out of his comfort zone, Jaiden found himself in the heart of the mayhem, awkwardly clutching a cup of punch, his senses overwhelmed by the pulsating lights and the thumping bass of a familiar Katy Perry track.

Meanwhile, Yuna was in her element, her laughter ringing above the music as she danced, the star of impromptu dance battles, her passion for motion infectious. Her group, "Rhythm Itzy," had been tasked with performing a dance interlude inspired by pop culture icons, and they had chosen the vibrant spirit of Katy Perry's "Last Friday Night" video as their muse.

As Yuna and her team took to the makeshift stage, a tangled mess of streamers and twinkling lights, the crowd hushed in anticipation. The opening notes of the song erupted from the speakers, and Yuna leaped into action, her movements a flawless echo of Perry's playful energy.

Jaiden, pushed near the front of the crowd by the press of bodies, found himself captivated. He'd seen dance covers before, but something about Yuna's performance – the joy, the abandon, the sheer talent – struck a chord within him.

When their performance came to an end, the crowd erupted into cheers, and Yuna's eyes, bright and exuberant, accidentally met Jaiden's. In that brief moment, an unspoken connection sparked between them.

As the party swirled on, they kept finding each other's eyes. Yuna, riding high on the adrenaline of her performance, decided to approach the mysterious boy who had watched her with such intensity.

“Were you the one giving me those good vibes during our performance?” Yuna playfully inquired, her smile contagious.

Jaiden, usually so composed, stuttered an affirmative, his usual eloquence lost in her presence. As they talked, they discovered shared passions: her love for dance, his love for music, and a mutual admiration for storytelling through their art.

Emboldened by the magic of the night and the excitement of a new connection, they made a pact: Yuna would teach Jaiden some dance moves if he'd share some of his music with her.

As the early morning light began to edge out the darkness, the party waned, and the pack of revelers dispersed, Jaiden and Yuna found themselves alone in the quiet aftermath. On a deserted porch strewn with the remnants of the night's festivity, Jaiden played a soft melody he'd been working on, its tentative beauty filling the space between them.

Yuna, without speaking, began to move to the music, her dancing not for an audience, but for him, a silent dialogue between the muse and the melody. There, in the serene twinkle of dawn's first light, two artists painted the town with sound and motion, an improvised duet of intimate expression.

And that was how Jaiden and Yuna's story began: not with grand gestures, but with a shared song in a moment borrowed from a Katy Perry video, a Friday night that spiraled into a weekend – and eventually, a lifetime – of surprising romance and rhythmic harmony.