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SYNOPSIS

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YOU: An orphan with impeccable fighting skills in mixed martial arts, you work part-time as a waitress because of your clean-cut good looks. Down-to-earth, you're fearless and brave, and you have a strong sense of justice. Your twin brother was killed a year ago, and you're set on a quest to find the underground gang that was responsible for him. Shearing your hair and turning into a tomboy, you've decided to become part of the group who's greatest enemy is your brother's killer - undercover. But things start to get difficult when you get attached, especially to the leader of this rebellious underground group. 

B.A.P:  Notorious in the streets of Seoul for being reckless and ruthless in their battles. They've never lost against a gang they've fought with, even though they're relatively new to the underground scene. Their leader is the mysterious Yong Guk, whose powerful stamina, intuition in strategic organization, and legendary leadership backs up all their successes. However, once they take in a fiesty tomboy, the members's feelings begin to change -and maybe some more than others. 

NU'EST: A new up-and-coming gang that has a fierce rivalry with B.A.P. Their members are mysterious and exceptionally talented, and they constantly wreak havoc amongst society. Rough, hardy, and intelligent, they'll do anything to ruin B.A.P and corrupt them from the inside out, so that they can become the greatest gang out there. 

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The first thing I felt was the ground on my back.

It was a wet, stormy night, and the concrete was slippery and shrouded in the dark light. I could feel a large, hot gash on the side of my cheek, and my bangs were plastered to my forehead from my sweat. The sudden coldness of the weather enveloped me and goosebumps began to form on my arm, making me shiver.

What the had just happened?

I saw the flash of Kwang Su’s face in my mind, and suddenly, I felt a strong aching in my chest. This was my twin brother, and I knew that something had happened to him. But what? Why couldn’t I remember anything? I was lying in the middle of nowhere, covered to the neck in water, and the streetlights glared at me eerily. Why would I be in a place like  this? I suddenly remembered my part-time job, but it wasn’t in an unfamiliar or dangerous area at all. It was coming back to me in in bits and pieces now- like the fact that I used to be a waiter, and I was serving my brother -the feeling was so familiar that I could still feel the hardness of the chair in the café we sat at, the soothing music that played on the stereo system, and the smell of fresh coffee wafting from the bar.

But my brother was dead.

Suddenly, I remembered that he’d been gone for a long time. Feeling a shock of pain as I pulled myself to a sitting position, I knew that the pain I felt was still there. I knew that I went to avenge my brother’s death, but I didn’t know what. Rubbing at my forehead in frustration, I suddenly felt a rough piece of paper in my hand. It had the image of a large, hollow-eyed rabbit on it, and was rather cartoonish to my liking.  Because I couldn’t recognize it, I stuffed it in my jeans and forced myself to walk. I could feel the bruises developing over my arms and legs, and wondered what the hell I’d gotten into before I came here. As I walked past a shop window, my eyes widened when I saw my appearance reflected from the glass – grungy clipped hair, dirty letter jacket, and battered old jeans. My eyeliner was smudged across my face and I was dressed like a guy, which didn’t make any sense to me either. Noticing that the window I’d walked past by displayed a quaint bakery, I entered the place and decided to soothe my growling stomach.

Once there, I took a newspaper and sat down, hoping to understand more of my surroundings.

“Gang fight results in missing members and destruction of local park…”

I looked at the picture beside that headline, and there were six boys, all with bleached blond hair and cool stances in action. There was fire in their eyes and fire in their surroundings, and I couldn’t help but feel as if I recognized them.

“Yong Guk,” I whispered, as I looked at one of the taller ones in the picture, who seemed to be saying something while striking a punch at another gang member. For some reason, something in me seemed to ache as I said his name. I traced his face, his sharp jawline, his angry eyes in the picture, and I could only remember an image of him smiling at me. I felt a fierce protectiveness over him, like I did with my brother- and then there was something else in there, too. Shaking my head and looking at the other boys, I saw one of them wearing a jacket with the same rabbit from the scrap I had in my hand. Pulling it from my pocket, I examined the two drawings, and wasn’t surprised to see that they matched. As I read the caption underneath the picture, realization struck me as awareness found its way into my head.

I used to be part of BAP. 

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Note: Swearing. blood, gore, fighting scenes. Rated T. 

 © 2011 J [SomedayTomorrow] 

Start: March 23, 2012 

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