A boy with a sad past and a dark present. Future...? Definitely blur.  Ilhoon, after his familys tragic end 12 years ago, lives his daily nightmare with his despotic aunt, trapped in her own plans and intrigues. His only way to escape? His gang, the fear of Seouls underground life, BtoB. And his rapping skills, which actually brought him closer to his fellow gangsters, in first place. But- sometimes- even these, even his too willing girlfriend, arent enough to burn out his boiling anger and his devastating melancholy.   A girl with a blur past and a suffocating present. Future...? Planned.  Nia is a 17-year-old mom without having her own kids. Losing her mom since she was a little child and her fathers constant absence at his job, left her responsbile for her house and her oppa, Yookwon, too early. In her daily program, her brothers messy childhood friends and current gang, Block B, are usually added, along with school and homework, with which she has to put up all alone. Being just an average student in school and having only one, crazy, best friend, she wouldnt describe her life as exciting. Let alone her fathers and brothers-sometimes- suffocating love and protection.  Can anyone really predict what happens when these two cross their paths?  "Because, you know... Sometimes, you must first hit the bottom, to reach the top."  Cr of the photos to the owners~ Foreword Ilhoons POV    The sun is shining and the light breeze that is coming from my open window is gently blowing my hair backwards, leaving my forehead exposed, something that I really enjoy whenever I am in the car.    There are some grey clouds, somewhere in the horizon, but they dont seem really threatening.    Dad is driving casually; hes a really good driver. The radio is turned on and a trot song is playing, mom happily singing to it. Dad loves her voice. The girl next to me, my noona, is trying to imitate mom, causing laughter, though, to our parents, since she doesnt know most of the lyrics.   I feel so light and happy. We are going to dads village to visit his family. We are pretty close.   Suddenly, the breaks of our car screamed.  Dad gasped, mom shouted something, my sister screamed hysterically. I only managed to close my eyes firmly.   Seconds seemed to pass like hours  The car abruptly stopped. A crashing sound.  The windows smashed, as the car rolled upside- down.   My noona isnt next to me anymore.  The radio stopped playing.   Mom isnt singing anymore. Something is dripping from my forehead, down to my eyes. I tried to shout but nothing came out. Why is everyone so silent?And everything so dark? I tried to move but an intense pain crossed my whole body and slowly my senses left me.     I opened my eyes, a yell of agony coming out of my lips and my heart beating like crazy. My breath is heavy and my forehead has sweated. Its not a surprise though. This is what happens every time I see that nightmare. Which was actually a reality, 12 years ago. A reality that left me an orphan and forced me to an every day, real nightmare and a dark life.