Junhoe’s merciless chuckle echoed the narrow alley as Ikon stared at the limp figures in front of them. The happy-go-lucky boys in school turned into animals as the fought with their rival gang: Winner. Ikon was outnumbered but that never really gave Winner an advantage as Ikon was both skilfully and physically ten times better. Their eyes were emotionless as the Winner men groaned in excruciating pain from the hits they took.

         When the job was done and Winner learned their lesson not to mess with them they fled the scene and decided to spend the rest of the day in an arcade. This was how iKon usually liked to spend their free times. No, it’s not because they hate the world or anything but you can say it was their… stress reliever? They enjoyed expressing their stress and anger through their fist and found happiness in doing it at the same time. They loved their hobby AND they liked how this earned them a high rank in both the school and around the area. They were feared and respected by the males and drooled on by the girls.

               It was a Monday morning and the beginning of another week. Jinhwan had a terrible headache and without warning he walked out his private class as the teacher was teaching. The teacher couldn’t complain either since Jinhwan did kind of own the school and that would mean him potentially getting fired. Bobby just rolled his eyes at the action and murmured, “Sissy”. Ikon laughed and Bobby high fived Yunhyeong and Junhoe, while F4 glared at them.

              Jinhwan clutched onto his head with his left hand as he mindlessly walked to the very top floor in hopes of finding a quiet and peaceful place. In the middle of his search an old, worn-out wooden door caught his attention. Due to his curiosity he entered the room and was greeted by a large piano that sat in the middle of the room. He walked towards it and let his fingers play with the dusty keys. Another set of pain in his head suddenly struck him and he clutched onto his head again, breathing in and out to relieve his headache. He spotted a couch by the corner and quickly lay down and took nap.  

              After an hour, the lunch bell rang loudly causing Jinhwan to stir from his sleep. The pain faded a bit after his rest and he was glad it did. Slowly, he sat up and stretched his stiff muscles. A sudden jiggle from the door knob caused Jinhwan to jolt and panic. He didn’t know what he was thinking and his instinct told him to hide and so he hid inside a battered cabinet that was large enough to fit his figure. There was small crack between the cabinet doors and this allowed Jinhwan to see what was happening outside.
              

         His small eyes widened to figure out it was no other than the girl he torments every school day. Geum Eunjae, who sat down on a piano stool with a smile graced upon her lips. It could have been due to his headache because his heart skipped a beat when her delicate fingers tucked her hair behind her left ear. He convinced himself that his heart was only racing due to the cabinet being too stuffy. Just then, she started to play the piano, a beautiful melody being created by each key she pressed. She sang along, and Jinhwan swore her voice resembled an angel. Her voice…it sounded so pure, delicate and feminine. It drew him in and he stared at her, mesmerised. What was this feeling in his chest? It was so familiar to him but he hadn’t felt this in more than a year. He couldn’t take his eyes off of her as her petite body swayed to the music. Her smile surprised him too. She was intriguing, no- she was c