I can still remember the day we met, as if it were yesterday. My best friend convinced me to go to this underground rapping show. I had a lot on my mind these days and a girls night out was exactly what I needed. In our case it was watching young Korean men rap in a small space, no regrets.

“Where’s my hat?” I yelled to my best friend.

“Have you looked in the closet?” She yelled back.

“Got it!”

My awesome black New York hat I got from... someone. I took one last look in the mirror and smiled. We went to the club, but I wasn’t really feeling it. ‘Just have fun’ I thought to myself. The lights went out and everything went pitch black.  A deep husky voice started to rap and my heart started beating like crazy when I saw the boy, whose wonderful voice was coming from, stand in front of me. We were on the front row and I had the best view. His voice touched me deep inside and my heart was beating along with the music. This gorgeous man, who was standing in front of me, was send by angels.

“Thank you everyone, have a nice night!” He said and left backstage.

Where did he go? Come back. I wanted to see him, even if it was for one last time.

“I need to see him.” I said to my friend.

“Well, sometimes lucky fans can go backstage.” She answered.

“I have to know his name.” I said determined.

“Jepp Blackman.” She smiled.

“Jepp.” I repeated in a soft voice.

My friend came here a lot and because of that she knew some people here, and she tried to get me backstage, but they wouldn’t let me pass. There were too much people here tonight, that was their excuse anyway. We went to check the exit where artists left,