Simon leaned back in his chair, smirking as he glanced at the audition form. “And what will you be singing today?”
The contestant smiled. “Tennessee Ernie Ford’s ‘Sixteen Tons.’”
A chuckle rippled through the audience. Simon raised an eyebrow, amused. A kid taking on such a deep, legendary song? This was going to be interesting.
Then, the music started.
And in an instant, the entire room shifted.
The first note hit, and the smirk vanished from Simon’s face. The contestant’s voice wasn’t just good—it was unreal. Deep, soulful, rich with emotion beyond his years. The audience gasped. One judge’s hand flew to their mouth, eyes widening in disbelief.
Simon leaned forward, his expression frozen in shock. This wasn’t what he had expected. Not even close.
The boy sang effortlessly, his voice carrying through the theater with the weight of a seasoned artist. The low, rumbling tones vibrated through the air, sending chills down every spine in the room. People exchanged stunned glances, whispering in awe.
By the time he reached the chorus, the energy in the room had transformed. The audience, initially lighthearted and doubtful, was now on their feet. Cheers broke out before the song even ended.
Then came the final note—a perfect, lingering finish that left the room breathless.
Silence.
And then—thunderous applause.
Simon shook his head in disbelief, still processing what he had just witnessed. He leaned toward his mic, exhaling. “That… was unexpected.”
The contestant simply smiled.
The world had just witnessed something unforgettable.
