BTS Cypher Pt.1

After you got a new boyfriend, you were happy until he turned out to be a complete jerk. It was hard for you because he started insane rumours about you in school. Your friends became your enemies. You were 16 and still a virgin, but rumours said you were fucking around and got the boob job done as your birthday present. Some said that you were working as a stripper. It was hard to trust anyone. You even tried to clear up the misunderstanding.

~IN YOUR DREAM~

It was frustrating, but here I am, wondering about my next dream. I was standing in some gym. There was a punching bag in the middle of the room. There was Namjoon standing with the other two rappers. I joined them. I looked at my hands and found out I was wearing boxing gloves. I got ready and hit the bag. I was punching the bag, trying to release the stress while they were watching my every step.

They played some beats and rapped to them. Namjoon started about how others looked down on them as I was punching the bag.

“Damn the hip-hop pride, idol rapper? Cut that bullshit
He’s originally an idol shit anyway – they look down on me.”

“They see good things but can’t call it good,” I growled.

“I was always generous
But now I’mma murder you rappers
Cut em up by order
Then I’mma murder you haters
Now look at me and tell me, who’s in your top 5?
Rap Monster, Randa, Rida, Rapmon, your dad?”

Another rapper with a longer face came forward and continued about his life.

“Right now it’s hope world from BTS
Everyone follows me, my potential gets retweeted.”

Yeah, even rumours about me are still flowing around on social media.

“Considering my age, I was a kid who didn’t know rhymes
I was just a common kid
From Gwangju who looked at idols
Now I’ll show you, on the Cypher on top of this track
I’ll reveal my aspirations, I’m above the minors
It’s a major different from you, uh
I fill up the TV screen.”

I looked at him and nodded. They will probably be popular. What am I even thinking? It’s only a dream, and they are not real.

“If you’re jealous, go to the hospital, two weeks to heal
Everyone who hoped for my defeat is holding onto their necks
J-Hope plays a foul on top of the game that rides with
hip-hop pride.” he continued without looking at me.

The last man started. He was ending it. I even stopped to listen to him.

“I’m dope man, I’m the Chopin of the beat
I won’t ever change, I was born a rapper,
My attitude is my mentor
Even if you talk smack about me, I’m memento.”

I looked at him in disbelief. He rapped without noticing me, but he looked straight at me at the end, which surprised me.

“Fixed up and stupid hip-hop losers with nothing inside
It’s too hard to last in this growing world of K-Pop
So just rap as a hobby
It’s the end of the world, if you’re guilty, try harder, what?”

We stared at each other, and then I closed my eyes and sighed. And with that, I went into a deeper sleep.

~END OF THE DREAM~