“It’s not my natural voice.”

“I am not sure why you are changing your voice, but stop messing around. Use your natural voice to sing properly.”

“But if I do that, I don’t think it matches the mood of the song well.” 

“Different instruments create different moods. Discarding an instrument’s distinctive tone in a bid to match the sheet music is absurd. If you keep doing that, don’t you know that you’ll ruin a song someday?” Kim Joong-Sun looked at Woo-Jin seriously. His question made Woo-Jin feel ashamed. Singing a song in a voice that matched it was just an excuse because Woo-Jin had simply stopped singing with his natural voice at some point. There wasn’t a particular reason for that, but at times Woo-Jin simply didn’t want to listen to his own voice.   

“Recalling my time with you. I found the place we used to go; a garden where another woman is smiling brightly and chatting away.”

“A place where another man is watering the flowers. We wasted your time here, and I’m full of regrets.”

Kim Joong-Sun’s eyes lit up after hearing a voice that was completely different from all the other songs Chae Woo-Jin had sung before. 

“Try singing it one more time in the lowest pitch possible, and then in the highest pitch possible. It doesn’t matter if you’re singing in falsetto or your natural voice.” Woo-Jin sang the song two more times per Kim Joong-Sun’s request. 

“You…have a very wide vocal range. And you’re very good at using your head voice freely....