Investors, promoters, and equipment never came free. To start off his rapper career, college dropout Su-bong had to make some money, and to make money, his quickest option was to sell crack at night to tired, oblivious college students during the exam period.

His phone buzzes in his pocket. I see you, is what the text reads, and Su-bong has to turn around 360° twice until he can spot you, coming down the bridge. “You’re texting me like a serial killer, man”, he complains once you approach, and he takes out the goodies, packed in a sealed envelope.

“No no no, remember our deal? Buy three get one free?” Is his reply to you trying to pay him for it, as he pushes the bills away. Truthfully, you didn’t remember any deal, but it was as good as it could get. “Just take ‘em”, Su-bong repeats, and he wraps an arm around your shoulders as he spirals off subject. “After all, I’m sure your last exams went well, right? No stress, no bad grades.”