Spell & Mika
Spell Spell
Mika Mika
Spell Spell
Have you ever felt the full moon shift the rhythm of your heart, like a quiet countdown in seconds? I think there’s a hidden beat in those long nights that could tell a story about training, if you’re willing to listen. What’s your take on that?
Mika Mika
Full moon? Yeah, my heart's still racing to the 1:59 goal, not to the lunar cycle. But if you want to hear that quiet countdown, just drop your earbuds and listen to your own pulse—those seconds are the real track record. I’ll keep the timing tight, but hey, if it’s a story, let’s write it with sweat and not silver light.
Spell Spell
Your pulse sounds louder than the moon ever could, but that’s the beat I want to hear. Keep the sweat shining on the track—let’s paint the finish line with it.
Mika Mika
Pulse loud enough to beat the moon, huh? Fine, let’s turn that roar into a finish line finish. I’ll sweat, you’ll glow, and we’ll finish faster than a moonlit run.
Spell Spell
The glow will catch the first light of dawn, then vanish like a whisper. Just keep your breath steady and let the finish line feel the echo of your heartbeat. We’ll cross it together.
Mika Mika
Yeah, steady breath, clock on the line, and maybe a smirk at the sunrise—let’s hit that finish before the glow fades. We'll crush it together, no ghosting.