Anovel of crazy monaliza chapter 20 by: summer's spark

With a flourish, he raised his arms, and the crowd, sensing the moment, fell silent, their collective breath batted in anticipation.

"Are you ready for the main event?" the MC thundered, his voice amplified to ear-shattering decibels. 

"Are you prepared to witness greatness?!"

The crowd responded with a cacophonous roar, their voices hoarse from screaming, as they chanted, 

"Stray Kids! Stray Kids!" once more.

The MC smiled, savoring the moment. 

"And now, let's bring out the sweetheart of the evening... the one and only Scott Luther!"

The Luther Dome erupted into pandemonium.

The crowd's screams reached stratospheric levels, with fans fainting, crying, and screaming in sheer ecstasy. 

The air was filled with the sound of wailing, as if the very fabric of reality was being torn asunder by the sheer force of the fans' adoration.

As the lights flashed, and the pyrotechnics burst into life, the stage began to transform, a kaleidoscope of colors and patterns dancing across the massive LED screens. 

The anticipation was palpable, the crowd's excitement building to a crescendo as they awaited the arrival of their beloved Scott and the rest of the Stray Kids.

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A guard had led Lisa, Storm, and Nana through the crowded corridors of the Luther Dome, the air grew thick with anticipation. 

They were headed for the VVIP section, a privileged enclave reserved for the most esteemed guests. 

The guard's crisp uniform and stern demeanor commanded respect, clearing a path through the throngs of fans.

As they reached their seats, Lisa's eyes widened in awe. 

The VVIP section offered an unparalleled view of the stage, with the performers mere feet away. 

The excitement was palpable, and Lisa could feel her heart racing in time with the pulsating lights and music.

Immediately they took their seats the sage light dimmed and Scott emerged onto the stage, his charismatic presence electrifying the entire arena. 

The crowd erupted into a frenzy of screams, whistles, and applause, with fans surging forward in a desperate bid to get closer to their idol.

In the VVIP section, Lisa, Storm, and Nana were mere meters away from Scott, who flashed them a dazzling smile as he took his seat behind a sleek, black piano. 

The instrument seemed to gleam in the spotlight, its polished surface reflecting the sea of adoring faces before him.

As Scott grasped the microphone, 

" South Korea!! Make some noise!!! " his voice boomed through the speakers, greeting his fans with a warm smile.

The response was instantaneous – the crowd exploded into a cacophony of screams, with two girls in the front row fainting on the spot.

Others were crying, laughing, or simply going wild, their emotions overwhelming them.

Scott's eyes sparkled with amusement as he took a deep breath, his voice dripping with sincerity. 

"This song is for someone very special to my heart, it's a new one" he announced, his words hanging in the air like a promise and his gaze falling on Lisa for some fleet seconds.

The crowd fell silent, mesmerized by the prospect of witnessing something truly unique. 

The air was heavy with anticipation as Scott's fingers danced across the piano keys, the opening notes of the song floating through the arena like a whispered secret.

♪ lost in the darkness!!!!! Blinded with pain!!

♪ hurt from within never thought to find you 

♪ but you came like an angel!!! Taking my broken heart with you!!!

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As the music began, the crowd was entranced, their collective breath held in rapt attention. 

The silence was almost palpable, punctuated only by the soft clicking of cameras and the occasional sob of emotion. 

It was as if time itself had slowed, allowing the audience to savor every moment of this special performance, one that seemed to have been crafted specifically for the mysterious someone who held Scott's heart.

But suddenly.......

♪"Yo, listen up, I'm the queen of the game

My rhymes so tight, they'll leave you going insane!!

♪My flow's on fire, leaving the haters in flames

♪I'm the one they all fear, the one they can't tame

♪ I'm the queen of this beat!!

♪♪

 An unexpected presence image emerged from the backstage onto the stage. 

It is Yuri, her porcelain doll-like features illuminated by the blinding spotlight, emerging from the shadows, her eyes blazing with a fierce intensity.

♪ Get a king rapping

♪Gat the lords trembling

♪ Yo!!!  am the boss!!

Without warning, she launched into an impromptu freestyle rap, her voice slicing through the air like a razor-sharp blade. 

The crowd, caught off guard, was initially stunned into silence, but as Yuri's words began to flow like a torrent, they were swept up in the sheer force of her performance.

The crowd erupted into a frenzy of cheers and applause, their voices hoarse from screaming, as Yuri's words seemed to electrify the very air around her. 

Scott, taken aback by the sudden interruption, watched in a mixture of surprise and confusion 

Who allowed her here???

 Yuri  continued commanding the stage.

As she finished her rap, Yuri strode confidently towards Scott, her stride very confident and sexual, her eyes locked on his.

Getting to him she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him close. 

The crowd, sensing a romantic moment, began to chant in unison, 

👥Kiss!!!! 

👥Kiss!!!!

👥Kiss!!!!

Scott, seemingly trapped by the crowd's expectations, couldn't extricate himself from Yuri's grasp. 

Just as it seemed like Yuri was about to connect her lips with Scott's, a massive, black leather high heel came flying out of nowhere, striking Yuri with incredible force.

The impact was so tremendous, sending Yuri crashing to the stage with a sickening thud.

👥AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! 

The crowd's collective gasp was so audible, their screams and cheers replaced by stunned silence............

' MINE!!!!!!!!!! '