Post by Jin Min-jun on Sept 11, 2021 21:14:56 GMT -5
Note: Whenever speech is written in this colour that character is actually speaking in Korean and I am just writing the English translation of what they're saying.
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9:10 from Seoul, South Korea. Says it's arrived. Passengers should be getting off any minute and then for the first time in five years I get to see you and I can't fucking wait.
I'm waiting in this airport like a kid waiting to open up presents on Christmas morning. I know I look like a total dork, ear to ear grin from anticipation, but fuck I don't care. You've always been worth looking stupid for.
Taeeee you gotta hurry up... I've never been good at waiting...
The doors open and passengers start to pile out. I scan the crowd for a sign of you, but it's too hard to pick you out amongst them.
Min-jun: Taee! Over here Tae!
I keep shouting... keep searching. Minutes pass, the rush of people turns to a trickle as the last few passengers lag behind. Not one of them is you. I wait... more minutes pass and as they do my last hopes go away. A flight attendant closes the door and my heart sinks. No more passengers left to come out.
This has to be a mistake.. maybe Tae got stuck grabbing his luggage.
I'm not going to wait here to find out. I rush up to the flight attendant.
Min-jun: Excuse me ma'am. I am waiting for my ex... my friend to get off the plane from Seoul, but I haven't seen him come off.
She looks at me confused.
Attendant: I'm sorry maybe you missed him walk by. Everyone's off the plane.
Min-jun: That's... that's not possible. He promised me he was going to be on this plane and he isn't here.
THe attendant's face falls into a frown. She looks like she pities me.. like she knows something I don't.
Attendant: Well.. I'm sorry sir. Maybe you should call your friend.. maybe he missed his flight.
Min-jun: Right... yeah.. sorry for botherin' you. Thanks for your help.
Tae just missed his flight.. that's all. Everything's okay Min-jun.
I walk around the corner and head outside to call you.
RING!
RING!
RING!
RING!
Nothing.
Try again. He probably didn't notice his phone. He's probably trying to figure out a new flight. That's all.
As these thoughts go through my mind it's like my heart already doubts them. My pulse is already starting to race as I hit redial.
RING!
RING!
CLICK.
Did he... did he just reject my call? Is he fucking kidding me? Gets me to come to the airport.. doesn't fuckin' show and can't even pick up the phone? Fuck this.
RING!
RING!
RING!
The call goes through. Before Tae can even speak though I just start tearing into him.
Min-jun: Tae! What the fuck? You told me you'd be arriving on the plane! Where the fuck are you? Why did you lie to me? Is this your idea of a joke? Of revenge? What's your iss-
? ? ?: Look dude I don't know what you're saying, but you've got the wrong number.
Wrong number?
I look at the number dialed on my phone to check.. no it's Tae's number. But.. who is this dude? His voice is deeper, rougher than Tae's.... maybe he got a new boyfriend.
Min-jun: What are you talking about? I want to speak to Tae.
? ? ?: I don't know who Tae is. My name is Roger.
Min-jun: Very funny Roger. This is Taehyun's number. I've talked to him several times on this number.
Roger: I've had this number for five years man. You've got the wrong number. You've been calling me for like four months.. I hoped that if I didn't answer that you'd stop, but clearly not. So stop calling me. Stop leaving voicemails. Just leave me alone.
CLICK!
No. There's no way. I know I've got the right number. I know I've talked to Tae on this number. He's called me several times from this number! I have proof!
My hands shake, but I manage to go to the call history on my phone. I search for the history with Tae's... or I guess apparently "Roger's" number. I look through the list....
All the calls are outgoing.... all from me.
Not a single call from Tae...
But... we... we talked. I know we did. Full conversations.. the phone just... must have glitched... yeah that's it.
I sit against the wall and waves of nausea... of anxiety go through my whole body. My breathing starts to pick up... become short... rapid...
You're panicking Min-jun. You need to calm down.. you need to figure it all out...
Tae called you... but there's no record of it.
You called Tae.. but he never answered...
Roger said he's had the number for five years....
Five years....
No...
NONONONO. No there's no way...
Mom... she... why did she look concerned weeks ago when I told her I talked to Tae...
She asked if I was sure....
She said that I should know that Tae's...
Like when I waited for you inside... my heart knows the answer moments before my brain catches up. My body feels tingly... the back of my neck starts to heat up... I start to feel light headed and my heart it just keeps racing.
As I look around it's as if all the colour in the world starts to bleed into a bright red like in the dream.... like when I was walking by the fence where Tae was... where he...
Finally. My mind catches up to my heart. I feel like I can't get a breath in or out... tears burst from my eyes... years worth of pain and denial rushing out. It feels like the world starts closing in on me when suddenly I hear a voice.
? ? ? : Hey... Minnie... I guess you know now huh?
I look up... and it's you... Tae.. but it isn't. I know it really isn't.
Min-jun: Tae! No! I saved you! I know I saved you! There was so much blood... but the ambulance got there in time! I know it did! I remember.. I...
"You" look at me with sorrow in your eyes. I'm so focused on "you" that I don't pay attention to any of the stares from the passersby. I don't register their whispers about the "psycho yelling at the air".... all I can focus on is all the red... and "you".
"You" bend down and sit beside me; grabbing my hand to comfort me and for a moment I trick myself into thinking I can feel "your" grasp.
"Taehyun": Minnie... I'm sorry... I know it's hard.. I know you did everything you could to help me... but it wasn't enough. I didn't make it.
My throat tenses up and I choke back a sob.
Min-jun: But.. if you're... if you're dead how have I talked to you on the phone? How am I seeing you? Why is everything turning red?
"Taehyun": Your mind... it wasn't ready to deal with this all. You know how you are Minnie. You push down your own feelings.. hide them... bottle them up.. because you care so much more about everyone else than you ever have yourself. But when you started bleeding in your first match... all that blood.. all that red... your mind couldn't hold it all down anymore. You were hurting and your mind.. it didn't know how to cope... so here I am. Trying to help you cope. Your partner in crime like I always ways.
Min-jun: I'm so sorry.. Tae I... I feel so lost without you. I don't think I can do this...
"Taehyun": You can and you will. You are so strong Minnie.. so resilient. You fight so hard for everyone else, but it's time you start fighting for yourself too. You'll get through this... I promise you will. But now that you know.. now that you remember Minnie it's time for me to go...
Min-jun: No! Tae! Please Tae don't go! I need you! I can't do this alone!
It doesn't matter what I yell... you've already left. The red is gone. All that's left is poor pitiful me... crying alone on the sidewalk outside the airport.
Feeling lost.
Feeling alone.
Feeling broken.
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Broken.
That's how I feel right now Revo1. I know usually I start these things by going on about #TuesdayNightJin and how amazing I am, but I ... I don't think I can do that this time. I'm sorry. I could go on and on about how I beat XYZ... caved his skull in. I'm not going to do that.
See right now... Brooklyngun isn't feeling so hot. Not feeling like the prince of the streets... I feel like ... like my soul has been ripped out... like my heart has shattered. Yeah I know that shit's tired and cliched.... but like I said...
Broken.
I got this big title match coming up. It's somethin that let's be real... no one ever thought I could do. I'm the kid that was never supposed to amount to anything. Not in my community... not home... not here. Just some poor ass kid who made some poor ass decisions. Someone who could never thrive... someone lucky to barely survive. I wasn't supposed to be a role model to my community. I wasn't supposed to be any sorta successful in Revo1. I wasn't supposed to be a number one contender to anything. I'm not supposed to be a World Champ. All I was ever supposed to be was.. well..
Broken.
But there's a funny thing about being broken though. See when you're broken... what else can the world do to you? When you're at the rock bottom you ain't got anywhere lower to go. What? Universe gonna kill me? People have tried. People have failed. Nahh only place for a broken prince to go.. is right back up. Trust me when I tell y'all... I'm at that rock bottom. I'm at that lowest of the low... but that means I have such a come up to pull off. And I will.
No matter how broken I feel I ain't got a choice. I've never had a choice. Have lives the depend on me... on their broken prince... to make sure their shitty ass kingdom is a little less shitty... so that one day just maybe they can get out and get better. My body can be in pieces... my heart can be dead.. my soul gone.. but whatever shred of me that's left is always going to stand back up and keep fighting.. til my last fuckin' breath.
So at Remembrance I'm 'bout ta snatch that gold and bring home some damn good coin. I'mma make all those kids fuckin' smile ear to ear. And the only thing standing in my way? XYZ. And trust me he will be...
Broken.
Though honestly it already seems like he is. That loss he took to me... really seems to have messed him up. He's pretty fuckin' bothered. I mean he must be right? The kinda guy who isn't bothered wouldn't be wasting half his promo to try and talk shit about me. I don't know what your cardio's like Xander, but you sure fuckin' run your mouth. You tryna preach about how you PROMISED no interference and you're here to uncover the TRUTH! That Jin Min-jun he's a lying character. You had a loooot to say about me Xander. So let me return the favour. Let me help you uncover that truth XYZ.
Before our match I told you very clearly that I've made a lotta coin off of bougie ass targets like you. You know how I did that? Being resourceful. Being smarter. Being quicker on my feet. Taking advantage of ANY opportunity I can. So when Jessie ran out and distracted the ref... that's a damn good opportunity I wasn't gonna waste. I tapped.. sure. I let you think you won. And when you let your guard down... when you got too cocky... I checked your chin. I didn't NEED Jessie to come help... but damn I love when an opportunity drops into my hands. What would you expect me to do?
Same thing you did for months here. You just mad I did it better. You gettin' mad because I made you look stupid. Because the poor ass kid from Brooklyn with barely any training in a ring was the one that really exposed the TRUTH. The truth that you're just a spoiled ass silver spoon bitch who wouldn't make it anywhere if he didn't have mommy and daddy's money backin him up.
I know you're hopin' that you can prove that you really are something with or without that money though. You wanna prove me and your doubters wrong and win that championship. You wanna go and make me tap out in front of the ref... make me give up. You want me to do the one thing that I refuse to do... back down.. quit... admit defeat.
Like I said before though... I'm not going to do that XYZ. I didn't quit at Glory even though my leg was fucked. I didn't stay home after the sneak attack on me. No I came right back and starting crackin jaws again. Even though Jessie totaled my fuckin' leg at Glory I gritted my teeth and took her down, took Aph down, took Sierra down. Even though I "tapped" to you before... I found a way to get through and win. Even though I feel broken now I'mma knock you out and raise that title high.
XYZ remember how I said there's a funny thing about being broken? Well there's one more part that people seem to forget about. A wounded animal... a broken animal... that's a dangerous fuckin' animal. You back a wounded animal into a corner... you're makin' a big fuckin' mistake fam. That's what I am right now Xander. I'm one wounded fuckin' animal. I'm not just wounded I'm... what's the word? Right...
Broken.
And if you look at what a broken Jin Min-jun has been like in Revo1 you should realize you're in for the fight of your life. You're about ta be hit harder than you've ever been hit. I'm a rabid ass dog with a broken heart and a whole litter of starving puppies depending on me. Makes me the most dangerous mutt in the yard XYZ. If you were smart you'd back off now like Sierra did.
I know she gave the whole "wanting to start a food business" story to try and save some face, but let's be real XYZ. Let's expose some TRUTH together. Sierra knew what was comin' for her at Remembrance. She knew that just like at Glory that I was going to cave her skull in if I had to. She knew that the Brooklyngun had called his shot... and that when the shot was called... it would be deadly for her. You're about to make the mistake that Sierra ran from XYZ. You're about to try to come between me and providing for my crew. That's a rough fuckin' place to be standing man. Maybe it's not too late. Maybe you can go join her in the snack biz.
But you won't because you're arrogant enough to think that you're going to somehow hand me an L. Xclusive here XYZ... you're going to be lucky if you can walk out of the ring on your own power let alone win. When I get in that ring I'll do WHATEVER I have to if it means walkin away on top. I won't NEED help from Jessie. I won't NEED a weapon. But you're damn sure I'll fuckin' use whatever comes my way. I won't let any opportunity slip by to take you down because they need me to win this. I need me to win this.
So let me give you a run down how this is all bout ta play out. Me? I'm going to go psych myself up for this match. I'm going to drill it into my head just how god damned important it is that I win. I'm going to do what I do best and check chins and snatch wins. I'll raise that title above my head the the Brooklyngun's very own crown. I'mma send all those champion's winnings home and I'm going to make those kids lives even just a little better. Then I'm going back to the hotel to ride Khaos like a rollercoaster.
But you? You're going to pay all your groupies to tell you that you stand a chance. Then you're going to walk out to the ring and stare across to the baddest mother fucker this company's seen. You'll try your best, but you'll get knocked out with a Shot of Jin like everyone else has. You'll go home and lick your wounds and you're going to get ready to start whinin about conspiracies and liars like Jin Min-jun. You're ego's gonna be bruised. You're dreams will be shattered. And your jaw? Well it's going to be.... wait for it...
Broken.
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9:10 from Seoul, South Korea. Says it's arrived. Passengers should be getting off any minute and then for the first time in five years I get to see you and I can't fucking wait.
I'm waiting in this airport like a kid waiting to open up presents on Christmas morning. I know I look like a total dork, ear to ear grin from anticipation, but fuck I don't care. You've always been worth looking stupid for.
Taeeee you gotta hurry up... I've never been good at waiting...
The doors open and passengers start to pile out. I scan the crowd for a sign of you, but it's too hard to pick you out amongst them.
Min-jun: Taee! Over here Tae!
I keep shouting... keep searching. Minutes pass, the rush of people turns to a trickle as the last few passengers lag behind. Not one of them is you. I wait... more minutes pass and as they do my last hopes go away. A flight attendant closes the door and my heart sinks. No more passengers left to come out.
This has to be a mistake.. maybe Tae got stuck grabbing his luggage.
I'm not going to wait here to find out. I rush up to the flight attendant.
Min-jun: Excuse me ma'am. I am waiting for my ex... my friend to get off the plane from Seoul, but I haven't seen him come off.
She looks at me confused.
Attendant: I'm sorry maybe you missed him walk by. Everyone's off the plane.
Min-jun: That's... that's not possible. He promised me he was going to be on this plane and he isn't here.
THe attendant's face falls into a frown. She looks like she pities me.. like she knows something I don't.
Attendant: Well.. I'm sorry sir. Maybe you should call your friend.. maybe he missed his flight.
Min-jun: Right... yeah.. sorry for botherin' you. Thanks for your help.
Tae just missed his flight.. that's all. Everything's okay Min-jun.
I walk around the corner and head outside to call you.
RING!
RING!
RING!
RING!
Nothing.
Try again. He probably didn't notice his phone. He's probably trying to figure out a new flight. That's all.
As these thoughts go through my mind it's like my heart already doubts them. My pulse is already starting to race as I hit redial.
RING!
RING!
CLICK.
Did he... did he just reject my call? Is he fucking kidding me? Gets me to come to the airport.. doesn't fuckin' show and can't even pick up the phone? Fuck this.
RING!
RING!
RING!
The call goes through. Before Tae can even speak though I just start tearing into him.
Min-jun: Tae! What the fuck? You told me you'd be arriving on the plane! Where the fuck are you? Why did you lie to me? Is this your idea of a joke? Of revenge? What's your iss-
? ? ?: Look dude I don't know what you're saying, but you've got the wrong number.
Wrong number?
I look at the number dialed on my phone to check.. no it's Tae's number. But.. who is this dude? His voice is deeper, rougher than Tae's.... maybe he got a new boyfriend.
Min-jun: What are you talking about? I want to speak to Tae.
? ? ?: I don't know who Tae is. My name is Roger.
Min-jun: Very funny Roger. This is Taehyun's number. I've talked to him several times on this number.
Roger: I've had this number for five years man. You've got the wrong number. You've been calling me for like four months.. I hoped that if I didn't answer that you'd stop, but clearly not. So stop calling me. Stop leaving voicemails. Just leave me alone.
CLICK!
No. There's no way. I know I've got the right number. I know I've talked to Tae on this number. He's called me several times from this number! I have proof!
My hands shake, but I manage to go to the call history on my phone. I search for the history with Tae's... or I guess apparently "Roger's" number. I look through the list....
All the calls are outgoing.... all from me.
Not a single call from Tae...
But... we... we talked. I know we did. Full conversations.. the phone just... must have glitched... yeah that's it.
I sit against the wall and waves of nausea... of anxiety go through my whole body. My breathing starts to pick up... become short... rapid...
You're panicking Min-jun. You need to calm down.. you need to figure it all out...
Tae called you... but there's no record of it.
You called Tae.. but he never answered...
Roger said he's had the number for five years....
Five years....
No...
NONONONO. No there's no way...
Mom... she... why did she look concerned weeks ago when I told her I talked to Tae...
She asked if I was sure....
She said that I should know that Tae's...
Like when I waited for you inside... my heart knows the answer moments before my brain catches up. My body feels tingly... the back of my neck starts to heat up... I start to feel light headed and my heart it just keeps racing.
As I look around it's as if all the colour in the world starts to bleed into a bright red like in the dream.... like when I was walking by the fence where Tae was... where he...
Finally. My mind catches up to my heart. I feel like I can't get a breath in or out... tears burst from my eyes... years worth of pain and denial rushing out. It feels like the world starts closing in on me when suddenly I hear a voice.
? ? ? : Hey... Minnie... I guess you know now huh?
I look up... and it's you... Tae.. but it isn't. I know it really isn't.
Min-jun: Tae! No! I saved you! I know I saved you! There was so much blood... but the ambulance got there in time! I know it did! I remember.. I...
"You" look at me with sorrow in your eyes. I'm so focused on "you" that I don't pay attention to any of the stares from the passersby. I don't register their whispers about the "psycho yelling at the air".... all I can focus on is all the red... and "you".
"You" bend down and sit beside me; grabbing my hand to comfort me and for a moment I trick myself into thinking I can feel "your" grasp.
"Taehyun": Minnie... I'm sorry... I know it's hard.. I know you did everything you could to help me... but it wasn't enough. I didn't make it.
My throat tenses up and I choke back a sob.
Min-jun: But.. if you're... if you're dead how have I talked to you on the phone? How am I seeing you? Why is everything turning red?
"Taehyun": Your mind... it wasn't ready to deal with this all. You know how you are Minnie. You push down your own feelings.. hide them... bottle them up.. because you care so much more about everyone else than you ever have yourself. But when you started bleeding in your first match... all that blood.. all that red... your mind couldn't hold it all down anymore. You were hurting and your mind.. it didn't know how to cope... so here I am. Trying to help you cope. Your partner in crime like I always ways.
Min-jun: I'm so sorry.. Tae I... I feel so lost without you. I don't think I can do this...
"Taehyun": You can and you will. You are so strong Minnie.. so resilient. You fight so hard for everyone else, but it's time you start fighting for yourself too. You'll get through this... I promise you will. But now that you know.. now that you remember Minnie it's time for me to go...
Min-jun: No! Tae! Please Tae don't go! I need you! I can't do this alone!
It doesn't matter what I yell... you've already left. The red is gone. All that's left is poor pitiful me... crying alone on the sidewalk outside the airport.
Feeling lost.
Feeling alone.
Feeling broken.
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Broken.
That's how I feel right now Revo1. I know usually I start these things by going on about #TuesdayNightJin and how amazing I am, but I ... I don't think I can do that this time. I'm sorry. I could go on and on about how I beat XYZ... caved his skull in. I'm not going to do that.
See right now... Brooklyngun isn't feeling so hot. Not feeling like the prince of the streets... I feel like ... like my soul has been ripped out... like my heart has shattered. Yeah I know that shit's tired and cliched.... but like I said...
Broken.
I got this big title match coming up. It's somethin that let's be real... no one ever thought I could do. I'm the kid that was never supposed to amount to anything. Not in my community... not home... not here. Just some poor ass kid who made some poor ass decisions. Someone who could never thrive... someone lucky to barely survive. I wasn't supposed to be a role model to my community. I wasn't supposed to be any sorta successful in Revo1. I wasn't supposed to be a number one contender to anything. I'm not supposed to be a World Champ. All I was ever supposed to be was.. well..
Broken.
But there's a funny thing about being broken though. See when you're broken... what else can the world do to you? When you're at the rock bottom you ain't got anywhere lower to go. What? Universe gonna kill me? People have tried. People have failed. Nahh only place for a broken prince to go.. is right back up. Trust me when I tell y'all... I'm at that rock bottom. I'm at that lowest of the low... but that means I have such a come up to pull off. And I will.
No matter how broken I feel I ain't got a choice. I've never had a choice. Have lives the depend on me... on their broken prince... to make sure their shitty ass kingdom is a little less shitty... so that one day just maybe they can get out and get better. My body can be in pieces... my heart can be dead.. my soul gone.. but whatever shred of me that's left is always going to stand back up and keep fighting.. til my last fuckin' breath.
So at Remembrance I'm 'bout ta snatch that gold and bring home some damn good coin. I'mma make all those kids fuckin' smile ear to ear. And the only thing standing in my way? XYZ. And trust me he will be...
Broken.
Though honestly it already seems like he is. That loss he took to me... really seems to have messed him up. He's pretty fuckin' bothered. I mean he must be right? The kinda guy who isn't bothered wouldn't be wasting half his promo to try and talk shit about me. I don't know what your cardio's like Xander, but you sure fuckin' run your mouth. You tryna preach about how you PROMISED no interference and you're here to uncover the TRUTH! That Jin Min-jun he's a lying character. You had a loooot to say about me Xander. So let me return the favour. Let me help you uncover that truth XYZ.
Before our match I told you very clearly that I've made a lotta coin off of bougie ass targets like you. You know how I did that? Being resourceful. Being smarter. Being quicker on my feet. Taking advantage of ANY opportunity I can. So when Jessie ran out and distracted the ref... that's a damn good opportunity I wasn't gonna waste. I tapped.. sure. I let you think you won. And when you let your guard down... when you got too cocky... I checked your chin. I didn't NEED Jessie to come help... but damn I love when an opportunity drops into my hands. What would you expect me to do?
Same thing you did for months here. You just mad I did it better. You gettin' mad because I made you look stupid. Because the poor ass kid from Brooklyn with barely any training in a ring was the one that really exposed the TRUTH. The truth that you're just a spoiled ass silver spoon bitch who wouldn't make it anywhere if he didn't have mommy and daddy's money backin him up.
I know you're hopin' that you can prove that you really are something with or without that money though. You wanna prove me and your doubters wrong and win that championship. You wanna go and make me tap out in front of the ref... make me give up. You want me to do the one thing that I refuse to do... back down.. quit... admit defeat.
Like I said before though... I'm not going to do that XYZ. I didn't quit at Glory even though my leg was fucked. I didn't stay home after the sneak attack on me. No I came right back and starting crackin jaws again. Even though Jessie totaled my fuckin' leg at Glory I gritted my teeth and took her down, took Aph down, took Sierra down. Even though I "tapped" to you before... I found a way to get through and win. Even though I feel broken now I'mma knock you out and raise that title high.
XYZ remember how I said there's a funny thing about being broken? Well there's one more part that people seem to forget about. A wounded animal... a broken animal... that's a dangerous fuckin' animal. You back a wounded animal into a corner... you're makin' a big fuckin' mistake fam. That's what I am right now Xander. I'm one wounded fuckin' animal. I'm not just wounded I'm... what's the word? Right...
Broken.
And if you look at what a broken Jin Min-jun has been like in Revo1 you should realize you're in for the fight of your life. You're about ta be hit harder than you've ever been hit. I'm a rabid ass dog with a broken heart and a whole litter of starving puppies depending on me. Makes me the most dangerous mutt in the yard XYZ. If you were smart you'd back off now like Sierra did.
I know she gave the whole "wanting to start a food business" story to try and save some face, but let's be real XYZ. Let's expose some TRUTH together. Sierra knew what was comin' for her at Remembrance. She knew that just like at Glory that I was going to cave her skull in if I had to. She knew that the Brooklyngun had called his shot... and that when the shot was called... it would be deadly for her. You're about to make the mistake that Sierra ran from XYZ. You're about to try to come between me and providing for my crew. That's a rough fuckin' place to be standing man. Maybe it's not too late. Maybe you can go join her in the snack biz.
But you won't because you're arrogant enough to think that you're going to somehow hand me an L. Xclusive here XYZ... you're going to be lucky if you can walk out of the ring on your own power let alone win. When I get in that ring I'll do WHATEVER I have to if it means walkin away on top. I won't NEED help from Jessie. I won't NEED a weapon. But you're damn sure I'll fuckin' use whatever comes my way. I won't let any opportunity slip by to take you down because they need me to win this. I need me to win this.
So let me give you a run down how this is all bout ta play out. Me? I'm going to go psych myself up for this match. I'm going to drill it into my head just how god damned important it is that I win. I'm going to do what I do best and check chins and snatch wins. I'll raise that title above my head the the Brooklyngun's very own crown. I'mma send all those champion's winnings home and I'm going to make those kids lives even just a little better. Then I'm going back to the hotel to ride Khaos like a rollercoaster.
But you? You're going to pay all your groupies to tell you that you stand a chance. Then you're going to walk out to the ring and stare across to the baddest mother fucker this company's seen. You'll try your best, but you'll get knocked out with a Shot of Jin like everyone else has. You'll go home and lick your wounds and you're going to get ready to start whinin about conspiracies and liars like Jin Min-jun. You're ego's gonna be bruised. You're dreams will be shattered. And your jaw? Well it's going to be.... wait for it...
Broken.