Chapter 223

In the end, I didn’t call Jordan. Just sent him a message with my location and waited for the competition to start. Since his legs aren’t in great shape, Jordan didn’t come backstage. We video chatted for a bit before he went off to prep for his performance. Singing contests come with all kinds of songs. Jordan had taken first place last round, and if he managed to stay on top this time, he’d go straight into the final three. One more round, and it would be the championship battle. The venue was on fire, especially Jordan’s fans—there were tons. He hadn’t even debuted, but his popularity outshined some actual idols. Last time, he performed solo. Dressed in a sharp suit, calm and charming, he sat in a wheelchair and played the piano. His stage presence? Unmatched. With soft lights and his soulful voice, the whole thing felt like a scene out of a snowy fairytale. He looked like some quietly sad prince, glowing onstage. For a moment, everyone forgot he even had a disability. The girls wen