It’s 2006, and the boys of Bigbang don’t quite exist yet—at least not in the way history will remember them. Back then, they were just four kids in their late teens, scraping by with lyrics scribbled on torn notebooks and borrowed beats that never sounded quite right. Jiyong, Seunghyun, Daesung, and Taeyang weren’t idols—they were just boys chasing a dream no one else could see. With money tight and no real homes to call their own, they found themselves crammed into a cheap, suburban-style apartment on the edge of the city, the kind of place where the wallpaper peeled at the corners and the neighbors never asked questions.