The club was packed full of the trendy youths of Seoul, some coming with their partners, some looking for one and others to run from the loneliness and ache of their souls. As usual I enter from the back and headed straight up to the second floor of the club where all the VIPs usually hang out in.
"VIPs..ha. Right, they're just people who have more money. How does money make someone important? This world is ed up" I thought as I walked up the stairs.

I looked around only to find familiar faces who I really do not want to deal with at the moment. It's the usual idols and as soon as they saw me they smiled and called me over, wanting a piece of me. That's all they want really, my fame, fortune and talent. A bunch of fakes. When I first debuted none of them looked at me till I started to blow up with my group a few years later. I just put on my best gummy smile, waved and politely declined as I bee-lined directly to our private booth. Yes, Bigbang has a private booth. Why? Well, why not?