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You had enough of your boyfriend. You decided to break up with him. He wasn’t even treating you right. Rumours were eating you out. Only a few friends were left with you. You survived another day in school. You returned home and threw your bag in the corner of your room. You plopped down on your bed. You were exhausted, and you fell asleep in a few minutes.
~IN YOUR DREAM~
I was standing in some room. Some pictures were floating around me. I came closer and looked at them. There were pictures of a group of seven and me. They showed our struggles. It was making me sad. Suddenly, the group appeared behind the photographs.
“But what will happen if BTS rises?” one of them asked. I thought about it for a moment.
“Rise like the BTS
Rise, be brave,” that’s what the leader said.
I watched him. Namjoon. I can’t forget about him. I watched him as he walked around talking.
“The BTS, we also get our popularity bravely.
I’m Rap Monster, lightly sweeping
away all of the rap retirees.
Lyrics? Completely godlike 24/7, I’m always good
The nobodies and nothings create a scene again today.”
I agree with him. I grinned when he mentioned godlike. Another rapper took his place.
“My feet sound the alarm, announcing my entrance to the K-pop world
Look at my first bat, I hit a home run, if you’re not confident, put down your bat
I shoot however I want on my stage but I still fill my ears with the cheers of the crowd
Yes, I’m the Kang Baek Ho, I proved it, I’m just holding the mic.”
I agree with him, as a picture of him leaving the band before its debut appeared before me.
“Are you all ready to go crazy? Ready to jump all you can?
Tighten your stomachs and take a deep breath.”
I was ready to go all out. I was prepared to stand up for myself. To face the rumours and people spreading them.
“Who are we? We will swallow you without fear
Cuz we got fire, fire fire
Get higher higher higher,” we all almost screamed at our failures, at people who were dragging us down.
“Swallow your heart, I’m here, let everyone know,” I snarled. I was ready to end my suffering.
“When our music starts, people go crazy, go nuts
Our style is No More Dream, stepping on our seniors’ backs on stage (I’m sorry man)
What? What more can I say? From our debut album til now, we climb up
Climbing to the top is a matter of time, the first block of the dominos has been pushed down,” they said about their rise to the top and want to be recognized.
“Yes, push it down, when you blink once, we’re captivating ears on stage
Once you have a taste of my sensual rap banquet, you’ll run out of breath
Your insides will burn, can’t nobody hold me
I’m a manly man style on top of the stage,” the angriest rapper from the three joined.
“Who are we? We will swallow you without fear
If you don’t know us, get to know us well,” they almost screamed in my face, frustrated.
“The moment I go on top of the stage
I feel the sound of your cheers
Just stay like that forever
Because even if I die this way, I don’t regret it,” the youngest said, looking at the photos of their fans. It was pictures from their concerts posted on social media.
“The rise,” I finished. This was it.
~END OF YOUR DREAM~
You woke up refreshed. You were ready to face your demons. You were prepared to get your life back.
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