Even without going to the trouble of searching, there were plenty of moments showing BNCZ’s lack of resources. It was thanks to the natural exposure Jion had aimed for in the beginning.
The crudely repaired cracked tiles in the bathroom, the fan with gorgeous mother-of-pearl imitation patterns that bowed its head like ripened rice, the discolored wallpaper around the ceiling, and even the old door that banged open whenever the wind blew if you left the window open—if Ryu Geon, who was born with NCO material, and Jinyeong, whose neatness was ingrained in his body, hadn’t swept, wiped, and repaired while taking care of things every day, it would truly have been a house too embarrassing to film self-content in.
[The reason we need to sell them seals at Christmas]
(Screenshot)
Because places like BNCZ’s dorm still exist
[Comments]
Anonymous 1
Ah crazy; are those all traces of mold?
└ Anonymous 2 It’s an old villa so condensation seems severe ㅇㅇ I was super stressed when I lived in a villa back in the day too
└└ Anonymous 1 Crazy ugh warning for disgusting pics please;
Anonymous 3
Still looks like they tried to do something about it themselves, peeled off the wallpaper, only that part has wallpaper patched over it
└ Anonymous 6 But really the only answer for that is new window frame construction
└ Anonymous 7 I lived in a house like that too and it was really stressful ㅠㅠ
Anonymous 4
But to be serious, tuberculosis is an infection by tuberculosis bacteria and has different causes from that kind of mold
└ w. Yeah……
Beyond that, BNCZ’s self-content filmed by Eungi showed the shabby dorm’s appearance without any filter, and the members’ attitude of not seeming to care at all about such dorm life gained tremendous favorability from people tired of gold spoon marketing. Especially Eungi’s bright attitude while holding the camera was enough to be a selling point for fans.
[Poor nobodies’ special feature: The kids have fighting spirit and are pure]
Though they hadn’t blatantly done commoner cosplay or made their poverty a selling point, somehow BNCZ began to spread as an icon or synonym for dirt spoons, and the spread of such keywords brought results Jion hadn’t anticipated.
[BNCZ beggar marketing is fucking fake lol (public interest exposé)]
BNCZ is doing beggar viral marketing lately saying their dorm is shitty and old but it’s fucking fake
Maknae Kim Eungi lololol I’m his high school classmate and his house is really well-off
His dad is the CEO of Seheung Industries and he’s an only son
He rode around in a car with a driver from when he was in school so what commoner act lol ridiculous
Even back then he was going around saying he’d become an idol but had no talent so everyone cursed him behind his back lololol
Couldn’t sing, couldn’t dance, but in the end daddy must’ve paid to debut him lol nobody lol
But if you were going to be an idol why did you live like that in school Kim Eungi lol? lol
You looked down on me for being poor and laughed at my sneakers during PE class for not being a brand lol
Did you think you could hide it by debuting pretending to be nice? ^^
+Since people keep asking for proof I’ll verify with the graduation album
(Photo)
The exposé post full of malice spread as quickly as BNCZ’s recognition was rising. With just one graduation album photo attached and no evidence of who wrote it, the rumor post tried to brand Eungi with a scarlet letter without fact-checking, as photos and profiles of Eungi’s father, the CEO of Seheung Industries, were revealed.
[It’s true, Seheung Industries CEO family relations; son Kim X-gi]
[Even in self-content he has lots of expensive clothes lol but what dirt spoon marketing lololol get your story straight before you come out]
[To him that’s natural so he probably didn’t even think to hide his closet]
[Aren’t the other members also actually super rich? lol]
[Ah but I’m disillusioned; he was pretending to be so bright but school violence ㄷㄷ]
At the unexpected attack, Jion was greatly flustered. In his life before the regression, BNCZ was too unpopular and unknown, so no one paid attention to Eungi’s background, and Eungi himself thought of his youthful failure as shameful, so even after inheriting his father’s company, he lived quietly without media exposure.
“Eungi-ya.”
“Hyung, I really didn’t commit school violence!”
At the meeting hastily held at the dorm, Eungi protested his innocence. The other members also knew Eungi’s character, so they didn’t believe such a rumor about school violence. Instead, Ryu Geon carefully asked.
“……Then, is the other stuff true?”
“A driver did drop me off, but in second year of high school I hurt my leg playing basketball for about three months? It was hard to take the bus to school so he dropped me off, and other than that I kept taking the bus!”
“……Really? And your father being the CEO of Seheung Industries is also……”
“Yeah.”
When Eungi, whose eyes had welled up with tears, nodded, the atmosphere in the dorm settled down calmly. There’s nothing for us to misunderstand among ourselves. The moment relieved Jion turned his head, he saw Jinyeong making a strangely bitter smile. And Ryu Geon’s face, which had darkened even more.
Ah.
The moment Jion saw those faces, he realized that from the start, Eungi’s school violence wasn’t the issue for them. They’d lived together for two years, how could they not know he wasn’t the type to do such things? This sudden meeting summons was to hear about Eungi’s comfortable family circumstances they hadn’t known about until now.
Ryu Geon had lost his parents young and grew up with difficulty under his grandmother, and Jinyeong’s family wasn’t well-off, so even during his trainee days he’d been hesitant about receiving and using transportation money. After the group disbanded, when Eungi conveyed the news that he’d entered university to take business classes to inherit the family business, how devastated the two had been. Jion recalled old memories and his heart sank inside.
In the current situation, no one except regressed Jion knew that Eungi was the son of a rich family and that he’d cut ties with his parents to debut as an idol. How much of a sense of betrayal the two who belatedly learned a member was a gold spoon must feel.
“We all know you’re not that kind of kid. ……I’m going to go exercise for a bit and come back.”
Ryu Geon still maturely comforted Eungi and stood up from his seat. Jinyeong also entered his room without saying anything in particular. But there was no way the perceptive Eungi wouldn’t notice his hyungs’ such cold reaction. Especially at roommate Jinyeong’s reaction, who he followed well and thought was closest to him, the tears that had been pooling in Eungi’s eyes flowed down.
“Jion hyuuung……”
“Yeah, I know, you’re not like that. I know everything.”
Jion quickly spread his arms and hugged Eungi. Eungi crumpled his large frame and buried himself in Jion’s embrace as if charging in, crying loudly, and Jion repeatedly stroked Eungi’s back while looking worriedly at the closed door.
Puberty, early twenties. A time when you have nothing but want a lot, and endlessly envy those who have much. Jion had also wasted his youth meaninglessly being frustrated, jealous, and envious. So while he understood the two’s cold reaction, he also felt regretful.
“It’s good to know rich people, what.”
Fortunately, Jion wasn’t the only one among the members who came to Eungi’s defense. Seonwoo Jin, who had been watching the situation indifferently from the side, shrugged as if he couldn’t understand the two’s attitude.
“How grateful it is to have a hill to lean on.”
There was neither a mocking air nor an envious air on Seonwoo Jin’s face as he said that. At the utterly calm reaction, Jion was honestly a bit surprised. Was he unexpectedly thoughtful and magnanimous? Or was he just not interested because it was guy stuff?
Really, Seonwoo Jin had absolutely no interest in Eungi’s family environment, gold spoon background, or school violence controversy. All he was interested in was Jion’s chest where Eungi was buried. Unlike the other members who exercised steadily, Jion’s frame itself was slender and thin, so his chest looked somewhat narrow and fragile for Eungi to lean against freely.
Ah, he’s really rubbing against it a lot…….
Seonwoo Jin chewed his lips because the clear traces of Eungi’s tears left on Jion’s chest bothered him. Still, he had enough conscience not to tell a crying kid to move, but who would like an outsider man burying his face in their attachment human’s chest?
Once skinship with an outsider man started to bother him, Seonwoo Jin began to be bothered by every part of Jion. The angle at which he spread his legs so Eungi could lean on his chest easily, the affectionate patting of his back, and even pressing and releasing his chin against Eungi’s forehead playfully—all of it seemed too excessive.
I thought he only did it with me…….
Seonwoo Jin was jealous alone, recalling Jion’s posture hugging him every time they slept. Ever since his lower body reacted strongly at the last pork belly dinner, Seonwoo Jin had been carefully observing and excessively conscious of Jion’s every move.
Was it because he’d become sexually conscious of him once? The Jion that Seonwoo Jin observed was too affectionate in many ways. He wasn’t only good to him but was also friendly to Ryu Geon, and also played around pushing and shoving bodies well with Jinyeong, who was the same age. Come to think of it, even last time when going out to drink, he’d specifically left him behind and only took Jinyeong.
Even today, the fingertips pushing back Eungi’s bangs were too lewd and sticky. Did hands really need to touch his forehead just to push back hair? Seonwoo Jin suspected whether Jion touched other men with some intention. Of course, it was a case of a guilty conscience.
“……Eungi-ya. Jion must be heavy.”
In the end, unable to overcome his jealousy, Seonwoo Jin pulled Eungi’s shoulder away. Then he subtly pushed his body back to create distance, sat blocking Jion’s front, and comforted Eungi.
“Look at your closet. Everyone didn’t say anything but probably vaguely knew you were rich. Jinyeong borrowed a lot of your clothes too.”
“Yes……”
“Of course, since you’re richer than they thought, they might feel envious and suddenly feel some distance, you understand that too, right?”
Seonwoo Jin calmly comforted Eungi. Eungi answered with tears welling up as if aggrieved.
“But what I feel a bit wronged about is……”
Eungi wiped his tears with the back of his hand.
“I really never pretended to be poor, and when I was in school I never made fun of poor kids or anything. This dorm, at first I was a bit shocked and disappointed it was dirty, but now that I’ve lived here it’s just whatever……”
“I know, we all know.”
“Woojin hyuuung!”
When Seonwoo Jin, who usually had an indifferent face far from comforting or encouraging and barely exchanged conversation, comforted him, Eungi suddenly seemed to become even sadder and this time hugged and clung to Seonwoo Jin’s neck and began crying loudly.
At Eungi’s sudden skinship, Jion watched nervously in case Seonwoo Jin would push the maknae away or show displeasure, and tried to pull Eungi off, but surprisingly Seonwoo Jin comforted Eungi like a hyung should and made eye contact with Jion.
‘I’ll comfort him.’
Not knowing it was the childishly jealous intent of ‘Rather than watch you hugging, stroking, and comforting another man, I’ll do it myself,’ Jion’s heart fluttered at Seonwoo Jin’s mature appearance.
He had this side too.
