𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

Jesus Christ

written by Hyun-un

The mic feedback pierced through the silence before the crowd roared. Hundreds of sweaty bodies pushed and shoved, spilling drinks all over the floor. The bass began to fade back in and the crowd parted as a rapper walked off the stage and into the sea of people. They congratulated him, slapped his back and threw hand signs that he simply nodded to in acknowledgement. Women were pressing up against his back, some clawing at his front. He kept his head down, the brim of his cap shielding the public from his eyes. He felt his manager take him by the shoulders and start leading him backstage.

Well, something like a backstage. They entered through the door and landed in the employees only area of the club. The door muffled the sounds of music and chatter. He breathed in deep and removed his cap, running his hands through his sweat soaked hair.

"Good job today. I think I even saw a produ-"

"Was he here?"

"What?" Seungmin paused and looked up from his phone.

He knew he looked extremely out of place in the underground scene. He never wore loud prints or dark clothing, opting for lighter colors and long sleeved polos. He didn't care of course, he was there to support his best friend, Changbin. As a fan and as his manager.

"Did you see him?" Seungmin sighed, pocketing his phone in his jeans.

"Really Bin? Why are you even askin-"

"I said, did you see him?" Seungmin rolled his eyes and walked to a water dispenser that was placed in the hallway. He knew who Changbin was looking for, why he was even looking for him, he couldn't fathom.

"No, Bin, I didn't see him in the audience. Although, it would be pretty hard considering all the fans who were out there." Seungmin hoped that Changbin would focus more on the crowds of people who watched his set. His very own fanbase that came to the clubs and gigs but unfortunately, he only had one man on his mind.

"Fucking ass, probably left before I finished." Changbin tsked before turning on his heel and walking away, back to the door. He heard Seungmin yell 'wait' but he ignored it and stepped back into the club.

Changbin was pissed, more at himself. Why was he looking for that asshole? Seungmin was right, there was a whole crowd that came just for him. He saw on instagram everyone who tagged him that they were coming to the Boxer, an underground club beneath a gym. He reached the bar and ordered a drink before settling on a bar stool and swiping through his phone.

He opened up instagram and went on his personal private account, and clicked on a profile. The story was a picture of blurred feet with a caption "Boy's night!!!". The next was a picture of a man in a large black hoodie, blurred again against the neon lights of the restaurants and bars. Changbin knew that this was no random post because those bars were a block away from the gym that the Boxer was beneath. He was meant to see it and it pissed him off. If he was in the area, that meant he most definitely came to watch his set. He didn't even have to guess, he just knew. Changbin thanked the bartender and sipped his drink as he turned in his seat. His eyes flitted across the room, searching for someone. Changbin was almost about to give up, convinced that he was imagining things when he spotted him.

Under the red and blue flashing lights, in the sea of bodies and alcohol, was Bang Chan. His stage name was CB97 and he was also a very well-known underground rapper. He had many connections which left people wondering why he hadn't been signed to any label yet. Changbin can't even remember how it started but over time, he and Chan formed a bitter rivalry. They were always compared to each other so it felt inevitable that someone would end up overstepping. Changbin hated how arrogant the other man was and in his anger, he had freestyled a diss track that went viral. Chan followed, uploading a clip on his socials that also went viral. They never explicitly mentioned each other's names but they didn't need to. Everyone who was in the scene knew, and it even made them more famous.