Manager: "okay, after you guys get settled in and unpack I'll take you two to the market so we can stock the fridge full of everything growing boys need."             They both nod in response to their newly appointed manager before he steps out of the dorm. RapMon makes his way toward the room, wheeling his large suitcase and lugging a rather large duffle bag and stops at the doorway upon seeing the bunk beds in the small bedroom. Iron pushes passed him and throws his bag on the bottom bunk before leaping into the bed himself and  laying down beside it.    Rap Monster: "why do you get the bottom bunk?"   Iron: "oh, did you want the bottom bunk?"   Rap Monster: "yeah."   Iron: "you snooze... You lose 'Randa'.            His arms raise and his fingers clasp together behind his head as it rest atop his pillow. RapMon grunts while stepping into the room and dragging in his belongings behind him. He drops his things and begins to climb the ladder. He glares at Iron as he makes his way up, only to be greeted by a condescending smile being aimed at him through the rung of the ladder.    Rap Monster: "pretty small dorm huh?"   Iron: "I've lived in smaller."   Rap Monster: "a shoe box?"   Iron: "not all of us lived privileged lives, with our tiaras, jewels, and mansions."   Rap Monster: "ha! Mansions, I wish. I lived a pretty regular life, I don't know what you're getting at."   Iron: "yeah... Studying abroad, working class parents... Food, money, stupid track suits-"   Rap Monster: "you don't even know me man."   Iron: "so that wasn't your life?"   Rap Monster: "what's your deal?"   Iron: "nothing kid... You're too young to understand how the real world works."          He hangs over the side of his bed and looks down at Iron. His eyes roll to the side and he smirks as his gaze falls upon RapMon. The two just exchange glances before he shakes his head.   Rap Monster: "hey..."   Iron: "yeah?"   Rap Monster: "me and you, we never actually did this before."   Iron: "bicker? It's sort of 'our thing'."   Rap Monster: "no... I mean... Talk, about real stuff. We obviously don't know each other, but we are going to debut together, we should at least get along. Work toward getting those jewels and mansions."   Iron: "don't forget the tiaras."            RapMon smiles before raising himself back topside. Iron grins then sits up in his bed. He taps the side of the top bunk which causes RapMon to hang over the side once again. Iron sits straight up and the two are now face to face with one another.    Iron: "let's do this."   Rap Monster: "huh?!"   Iron: "let's start over. Brand new, like we just met right now."            RapMon excitedly smiles and stretches out his hand to him. Iron's hand runs through his hair before reaching out to shake the hand in front of him. They awkwardly shake hands for an extended amount of time and break into awkward laughter.   Rap Monster: "I'm Kim Namjoon."   Iron: "I'm Jung Hunchul, it's uh... Nice to meet you."   Rap Monster: "nice to meet you too."            They just continue to shake each other's hand. Iron's brow raises and he chuckles nervously. His free hand raises upward and wraps around behind his own neck, wrenching lightly back and forth.    Iron: "uh... You can let my hand go now."   Rap Monster: "oh, sorry."             Iron winces while nodding his head. Their hold is finally released and the two break out in another fit of awkward laughter. Iron curls in his middle finger and rests his thumb along the nail of it, he raises his hand and swings it down flicking his finger outward and onto RapMon's forehead.    Rap Monster: "Yah!"   Iron: "that was for old times sake."             RapMon furiously looks to him as he rubs his hand across his forehead. Iron smirks then sighs sarcastically as he reaches over to push RapMon's hand away. He reaches back up with his other hand and brushes the hair away from the area. He smiles sweetly before puckering up and placing a soft kiss in the same area he had just flicked.    Iron: "you big baby, did that make it feel any better?"             Iron laughs quite loudly while making his way to lay back down in his bed. RapMon's eyes widen before his body springs back top side, he almost melts into his bed as his back presses stiffly against it. His heart beats so loudly that he is certain that it's audible. He presses his hands against his chest to muffle the sound, as the rest of his body begins to quiver in a sea of nerves.   Manager: "are we ready?"              RapMon Instantly shoots up, he side steps the ladder completely and springs out of the bed and down on to the ground. He steps passed the manager who is standing at the entrance of the room. Iron sits up once again and casually makes his way off the bed while shaking his head at RapMon's odd behavior.    Iron: "kids, eh?"             The day has passed, and hours have flown by, with curfew set both Iron and RapMon are fast asleep awaiting actual training to start first thing in the morning. Wrapped in his blanket the sound of a belt buckling  Draws his attention and causes him to turn over. As his eyes struggle to see in the dark, he makes out what looks to be Iron getting dressed.    Rap Monster: "hey."   Iron: "shhhh!!!"             RapMon watches as Iron reaches into his bag and drapes a t-shirt over his head and onto his body. He sits up in his bed and unwraps the blanket from around himself. Iron plops himself onto the ground and proceeds to slip his socks onto his bare feet.    Rap Monster: "where are you going?"   Iron: "just go back to sleep."   Rap Monster: "we're gonna' get in trouble."   Iron: "you're going back to sleep. I'm going to a concert."   Rap Monster: "what kind of concert? I wanna' go."   Iron: "no way..."   Rap Monster: "come on, I thought we were starting fresh."   Iron: "fine... Go get dressed. Wear only black, I'll meet you out front in the car."   Rap Monster: "in the car? You have a car?"   Iron: "uh... Yeah, my friend let me borrow it for the night."   Rap Monster: "Daebak!"   Iron: "shhhhhh."   Rap Monster: "right, sorry."            RapMon raises a brow before making his way down the ladder. Iron slips on his leather jacket and heads to the door, slightly opening it and peeking to the outside, making sure that their manager isn't awake. He looks back at RapMon then opens the door midway before slipping out of the room.            He watches him exit the room completely before allowing all the excitement he was trying to contain, burst. He begins punching and kicking into this air accidentally knocking off the handle of his closer. He tries to stick it back in place but just sticks it inside to hide, his hands reach into it and he grabs at the first two articles of black clothing that he finds. Upon stepping into his black jeans, hoody, and snap back he makes his way to the slightly opened door.          RapMon's eyes cut through the darkness of the dorm, Just as he is about to step out the room he is startled by the sound of a flushing toilet. He watches as his manager groggily makes his way out of the bathroom and back to his quarters on the other side of the dorm. His heart races with excitement, he takes in a deep breath only to exhale as he carefully sprints toward the front door.           His eyes widen as he comes in contact with a dryer rack misplaced just outside their door. His body collapses on top of it, the sound of the newly purchased rack snapping along with the thud caused by his body hitting the ground causes him to freeze in the position in which he landed. He lays there silently momentarily before realizing that the manager has yet to catch wind of what's going on outside his room. Rap