Jamie Pang vs. Jennie Kim (BBU Debut)

(Results: Vassago, Words: Caspian)

Jamie:
(30, 5’4, 1:0 BBU, DRAGONs)

Jennie:
(28, 5’4, BBU Debut, Free Agent)

BEFORE:

Earlier, the gym buzzes with unusual energy. London boxing purists mingle with glossy-haired K-pop fans, creating a surreal pre-fight spectacle. Camera flashes pop as the press jostles for position, a frenzy rarely seen at a BBU women's event.

Jamie Pang strides towards the makeshift stage with an easy swagger. Each step in her sleek red-and-white shorts is a statement of hard-earned confidence. The Singaporean flag patch glints under the harsh spotlights, reminding everyone that she's here to represent more than herself.

The roar of the crowd dulls as Jennie Kim takes her seat on the opposite side. Unlike Jamie's composed energy, a nervous excitement radiates from the pop star. Her outfit – a clash of neon pink and black leather – hints at a defiance lurking beneath her polished image. It's a far cry from the glittery stage costumes her fans are used to.

A hush falls as the MC raises his microphone. "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to this historic face-off under the BBU banner! In the blue corner, the Singaporean sensation, Jamie Pang!"

Jamie flashes a grin, her ponytail swinging as she acknowledges the applause. Her eyes hold a focused intensity – this isn't an influencer photoshoot, it's a fight.

"And in the red corner," the MC continues, his voice rising an octave, "the pride of Seoul, the K-pop powerhouse, Jennie Kim!"

The eruption of screams threatens to drown him out. Jennie offers a shy smile and a slight bow, visibly startled by the noise. This isn't a stadium concert crowd; they're raw and hungry for a different kind of performance. Yet, beneath the wide-eyed surprise, there's a spark of determination that surprises even herself.

The MC gestures towards a reporter in the front row. "You first, let's get a question for Jennie."

The reporter adjusts her oversized glasses and directs her question towards Jennie. "Jennie, this sport is a world away from the K-pop scene. Are you worried your BLACKPINK fans may not support this change?"

Jennie takes a steadying breath before answering. "My fans," she begins, her voice soft but clear, "have always embraced when I try new things. They know I take my passions seriously." There's an unspoken plea for acceptance in her eyes.

Jamie snorts, a quick, sharp sound that cuts through the gym's tension. "Passion's great, but it doesn't win fights. Does Jennie even know what it's like to be hit? Really hit?" The challenge hangs heavy in the air.

The MC attempts to smooth things over. "Jamie, I'm sure Jennie's prepared–"

Jennie interrupts, her voice gaining an edge of steel. "She's right," she admits, surprising both the MC and Jamie. "I haven't faced an opponent like her. But I'm a quick learner." She holds Jamie's gaze, the stage persona momentarily gone.

Jamie leans forward, her grin turning predatory. "Jennie, sweetie, some lessons can't be learned in a rehearsal room. This ring? It's a different world. You sure you want a crash course?"

The MC jumps in before Jennie can respond, sensing the press conference is about to turn explosive. "Alright folks, let's keep things focused on the match! Gentleman in the back, you had a question for Jamie?"

A burly man from a tabloid stands, his question blunt. "Word is, you're not a fan of these 'celebrity boxers.' Yet, here you are, profiting off the hype. Care to explain that, Jamie?"

Jamie's smile remains fixed, but there's no warmth in it now. "I'm a fan of fighting," she states, her voice hard. "I respect the sport. Jennie, she's got a lot to prove before she earns that same respect. And I plan to make sure she proves it...the hard way."

Later, Pang strides onto the stage with the same focused confidence she exuded at the press conference. Her workout shirt and shorts cling to her lean physique, showcasing the rippling muscles beneath. After a brief nod towards the official and his antique scale, she slips off her shirt, revealing a simple black sports bra with the Singaporean flag emblazoned boldly across it. Her eyes fix on the curtain behind the stage – Jennie's entrance point.

Next, Jennie emerges, her earlier nerves replaced by a quiet intensity. The crowd erupts – it's the roar of pop-star adoration channeled into a new arena. She sheds her flashy tracksuit to reveal a bright pink sports bra and shorts set, adorned with a stylized 'J'. The outfit is a subtle reminder that even in this brutally unfiltered world, she carries an image.

Both women mount the scale, a formality before the real clash begins. Jamie clocks in at a lean 53 kilos, right on the Bantamweight limit. Jennie steps on next, and both fighters and viewers are in for a surprise – she too clocks in at 53 kilos. The additional weight is evident, showcasing a newly built power that hints at her preparation.

It's time for the staredown. Jamie squares her shoulders, her expression cold and analytical. Jennie meets her gaze, her chin held high. There's respect there, and a fierce determination mirrored in both women's eyes. Then, in a synchronized movement, they both turn toward the cameras, flexing for the barrage of flashes. It's a performance, but one honed through hours of relentless training.

The MC signals for them to break apart. They nod curtly to each other, then walk to opposite corners of the stage. For now, the words are done. Tomorrow, they'll fight.

24 hours later, the energy inside the packed arena crackles with a mix of anticipation and nervous excitement. The ring, bathed in harsh white light, stands in stark contrast to the dimly lit crowd. 

Jamie's cornermen swarm around her, their touch efficient rather than comforting. One adjusts the strapping on her gloves, another offers a final, tactical pep talk, and a third checks the tightly-wrapped braid securing her hair, ready for battle. She's all business beneath the red shorts and simple sports bra, the Singapore flag a stark reminder of what's at stake tonight.

Across the ring, Jennie undergoes a slightly different ritual. Her team exudes a more nervous energy, caught between their star's newfound passion and anxieties of entering such unfamiliar territory. Her pink shorts and glittering top are more showmanship than practicality, yet her expression is as focused as her opponent's.

The roar of the crowd swells as the MC enters his spot ringside. "Ladies and gentlemen...are you ready?!" The response is deafening. "It's time for our main event...ten rounds of Bantamweight action! In the blue corner…"

Blue spotlights sweep across the ring as Jamie steps forward, raising her gloved hands in a brisk acknowledgment of the cheers.

"…the pride of Singapore, Jamie 'The Influencer' Pang!"

Switching dramatically, red spotlights now bathe the opposite corner. Jennie takes a deep breath and enters the illuminated zone with her head held high.

"…and in the red corner...the electrifying K-pop sensation, Jennie 'BLACKPINK' Kim!"

Jennie's eyes sweep the crowd, momentarily seeking out familiar faces. Then, she sees them – Jisoo, Lisa, and Rosé– her fellow Blackpink members, gathered in the front row, their expressions a mix of excitement and nerves. She offers them a quick wave, drawing a surge of cheers from that section of the crowd. They're here, they believe in her, and that knowledge gives her a final boost of determination.

HERE WE GO with ten rounds of Bantamweight action!


ROUND 1:

Jamie explodes from her corner, all controlled aggression. She immediately establishes dominance in the center of the ring, her jabs stinging and accurate. Jennie, while clearly skilled, is visibly taken aback by the pace and intensity. Her stance, usually fluid and rhythmic, is stiff and hesitant. Pang senses the hesitation and presses her advantage. She fakes a right, then drives a powerful left hook into Jennie's ribs, the impact drawing a pained gasp from the K-pop star. Too early on, Jennie stumbles slightly, her guard wavering. A flicker of doubt clouds her features, but she forces it back, rallying to land a counter right of her own, which Jamie absorbs with a grunt, then unleashes another flurry of punches. Left, right, uppercut – she varies the angles rapidly, a relentless tide threatening to overwhelm Jennie's defenses. The idol backs up, bobbing and weaving, more focused on survival than landing serious blows of her own. Just when it seems the bell can't come soon enough for Jennie, a flicker of opportunity presents itself. Jamie throws a wide hook through the air, momentarily overextending, and Kim, with surprising speed, dips under the blow and uncoils a vicious uppercut that lands flush on Jamie's chin! OUCH!! The crowd explodes with the frequency of the early exchanges. It's Jennie's first truly impactful hit of the round, and it briefly stuns the Singaporean fighter. When the bell rings, marking the end of the round, both women slump against the ropes, gasping for air. Jamie glares at her opponent, a mix of respect and irritation warring with her instinct to continue the onslaught. Meanwhile, Jennie's cornermen are a frenzy of encouragement, sensing that one solid punch might be the spark to shift the tide.


ROUND 2:

The second round picks up where the first left off, with Jamie asserting her control. Her footwork is precise, each step calculating, forcing Jennie to fight on the back foot. The Singaporean peppers her opponent with sharp combinations, her gloves finding their way through Jennie's faltering guard with increasing frequency. Though visibly fatigued, Jennie refuses to break. She grits her teeth as Jamie lands a stinging left hook, forcing a low grunt from between clenched teeth. Yet, even as Jamie dominates, there's a flicker of hesitancy in her movements. The memory of Jennie's last-minute uppercut lingers, and she's subconsciously overcompensating on defense, leaving openings for the underdog to exploit. Mid-round, Jennie seizes one such opportunity: Jamie overextends on a jab, and Jennie counters with a lightning-fast right cross that slices through the air, landing squarely on her temple, sending a jolt of pain through her skull. Immediately, Jamie stumbles backward, momentarily disoriented. The crowd roars, sensing the momentum shift. Instinctively, she goes into a defensive crouch, hoping to recover. It's a fatal mistake. Jennie charges forward, unleashing a whirlwind of punches, her form less polished than Jamie's, but driven by a desperate desire to prove herself. Jabs, crosses, hooks – they rain down on Jamie's raised guard, forcing her back against the ropes. The Singaporean fighter tries to counter, but her shots are rushed, lacking their usual power, and the final minute becomes a desperate scramble for Jennie, and just as the exhaustion threatens to overwhelm her, the bell rings. Both women stand slightly dazed, their chests heaving. Jamie has clearly weathered the storm, but there's a flicker of uncertainty in her eyes. She won this round, but barely. And the knowledge that the 'idol' can hurt her, can change the fight in an instant, casts a shadow over her earlier confidence.


ROUND 3:

Round Three erupts with Jennie mirroring Jamie's earlier aggression. Gone is the hesitant bob-and-weave; instead, she throws herself forward, each punch fueled by the deafening roar of the crowd. Her supporters, particularly the electrifying cheers of her Blackpink sisters – Jisoo, Lisa, and Rosé – pump adrenaline through her veins. Every time they erupt, Jennie attacks with renewed vigor, showcasing a raw determination that surprises everyone, including herself. The first minute is a brutal dance of offense and defense: Jamie, initially caught off guard by this change in tactics, struggles to maintain her center. A sharp left jab catches her flush on the cheek, the impact leaving a reddening mark. Undeterred, Jamie attempts to counter, but Jennie ducks under her swing and unleashes another vicious right cross that this time lands squarely on Jamie's solar plexus. The Singaporean fighter grunts in pain, her breath momentarily stolen as she backs away, hunched over slightly. However, by the second minute, the relentless pace takes its toll on Jennie. Her punches lose their sharpness, and she begins to rely more on brawling tactics. Jamie, a seasoned fighter, capitalizes on this shift, absorbing errant blows with her forearms, then counters with a series of crisp jabs – one connecting solidly with Jennie's right eye. The impact brings a hiss of pain, and a small puffiness starts to form around her eye socket. The cheers begin to morph into a nervous chant of Jennie's name. Her cornermen yell instructions over the din, urging her to stay focused and use her agility, and Jennie grits her teeth and digs deep. The final minute becomes a desperate scramble for both fighters. Exhaustion hangs heavy in the air, yet neither woman is willing to yield. Jennie launches a looping right hook that connects with the side of Jamie's head, momentarily snapping back the Singaporean's neck, but Jamie soon retaliates with a strong body shot, forcing Jennie to wince and double over momentarily. The bell finally rings, a sound most welcome by both fighters. Both women stumble back to their corners, chests heaving and faces flushed. One thing is clear – this is no longer a showcase fight.


ROUND 4:

Round Four begins with a hush, the crowd holding its breath. Jennie's corner has worked furiously, patches covering the growing swelling on her cheekbone. Jamie emerges stoic, her victory over the idol seeming imminent. But even in victory, she senses the tide shift in the arena. The cheers have become jeers, boos echoing around the space. A simmering frustration sparks within her. Not at Jennie, but at the fickle crowd hungry for a spectacle, not a sport. They wanted underdog victory, turning on her the moment she showed dominance. Determined to prove them wrong, to silence the boos with undeniable skill, she charges forward. Jennie, exhausted and still slightly wobbly, tries to weather the initial assault, but Jamie's punches are too precise, too powerful. A brutal left hook catches the Korean girl flush on the jaw, sending her crashing to the canvas!! OUCH! It’s a sudden KNOCKDOWN for Jamie Pang! 


The crowd erupts, but not in the way Jamie expects. A roar of disapproval fills the arena, the idol's fans enraged. Jamie glares at the crowd, the boos fueling a cold anger. One...two… three… Jennie struggles to her knees, shaking her head to clear the fog. Four…five…six… She manages an unsteady rise, the referee staring intently. Seven…eight… She signals she's ready to continue. But the reprieve is short-lived.

The cheers have become jeers, boos echoing around the space. A simmering frustration sparks within Pang. Not directed towards Jennie, but at the fickle crowd. They wanted an underdog victory, turning on her the moment she showed dominance. Determined to prove them wrong, to silence the boos with undeniable skill, she charges forward. Jennie, exhausted and still slightly unsteady, tries to weather the initial assault, but the perfect opportunity soon presents itself. A split-second lapse in Jennie's defenses, her hands dropping in exhaustion for just a fraction too long. Jamie capitalizes, her left hook finding its target with brutal accuracy. The impact sounds sickening, a sharp CRACK echoing through the arena. It hits Jennie square on the jaw, her head whipping sideways violently. Her legs buckle and her eyes lose focus! Time seems to slow as she begins to fall once more, her body collapsing this time fully, and completely! The crowd gasps collectively. Some scream in disbelief, others in a strange blend of excitement and horror. Jamie watches Jennie fall, her own expression a mask of cold focus. There's a split second where it seems like Jennie might regain her footing…then she collapses down to her chest, this time with a jarring thud. Then, the roar of disapproval from Jennie's fans washes over Jamie like a wave. She glares at the crowd, the boos fueling a cold anger. But before she can react, the referee is by Jennie's side, checking her eyes, waving for medics. Jamie steps back, watching. Jennie stirs slightly, then lies still. It's enough for him. He throws his arms wide and declares, "It's OVER!”

Official Result: Jamie Pang defeats Jennie Kim via KO4!


AFTER:

The cheers begin, scattered and hesitant. Jamie stands over her fallen opponent, her chest heaving. For all her skill, this victory feels hollow. Looking out at the disapproving faces, she raises her arms, not in triumph, but in a gesture of defiance. Tonight, the crowd wanted blood and drama. She gave them a brutal display of dominance. They might not like it, but they could never deny that she was the real fighter in that ring.

Medics swarm Jennie, their focused movements a stark contrast to the hysteria starting to grip the arena. Her groupmates – Jisoo, Lisa, and Rosé– vault over the ropes, shoving aside security as they rush to her side. Their glamorous images shatter, replaced by raw, panicked concern. Jisoo kneels, her hands trembling as she brushes Jennie's hair back, whispering urgently. Lisa stands over them, protective and fierce, shouting at the medics to hurry.

Meanwhile, Jamie stands a short distance away, an island of icy composure amidst the storm. The boos rain down on her, a relentless chorus of disapproval. Frustration twists into a white-hot rage. She's sick of this – sick of being the villain just because she dares to be good at her craft.

"What's wrong?" she yells, her voice surprisingly steady over the din. "Don't like a real winner?"

The response is instant. The K-pop fans, notorious for their obsessive and often toxic behavior, drown her out. Chants of "Jennie! Jennie!" erupt from their section like the cries of a wounded beast. Jamie's taunt hangs in the air, a challenge they choose to ignore. A few insults are flung like rotten fruit – "fake boxer," "plastic influencer."

Security starts towards the ropes, ready to escort her to safety. Jamie refuses to budge, her eyes blazing. The boos, the insults, they fuel her. She's always been an underdog, always fought for respect. This – this raw, unfiltered hate – it's proof that she's done something that matters.

Then, chaos consumes the ring. With Jennie still dazed and the medics occupied, her groupmates turn their fury on Jamie. Jisoo charges forward, her eyes blazing with a mix of fear and anger. Lisa and Rosé push past security and flank Jamie, their shouts of accusation lost in the roar of the crowd.

"You did this on purpose!" Jisoo screeches, grabbing Jamie's arm with surprising strength. Jamie jerks away, but Lisa grabs her from the other side.

"Let go!" Jamie snaps, her veneer of composure cracking. "She shouldn't be in the ring if she can't take a hit!"

Rosé, face twisted with rage, shoves Jamie hard in the chest. Jamie stumbles backward, momentarily knocked off balance. It's the spark that ignites the powder keg. All pretense of order disintegrates.

Jisoo lunges again, claws outstretched, aiming for Jamie's eyes. Two security guards grapple with her, their grunts of exertion barely audible over the din. Lisa breaks free, swinging wildly at Jamie. She connects, a glancing blow to the shoulder, and then she's swarmed by security, forced to the ground.

The chaos peaks in a whirlwind of flailing limbs and shouts. Then, as suddenly as it began, it breaks apart. More security officers pour into the ring, their no-nonsense presence finally restoring some semblance of order. Jamie, hair mussed, a welt forming on her cheek, is dragged away, the boos following her out of the arena.

Jennie's groupmates are forcibly removed, their cries fading as they are escorted into the backstage area. The remnants of the crowd leave, a mixture of stunned disbelief and vicious excitement swirling in the air. The aftermath of the fight lingers, a harsh reminder that the drama extends far beyond the ropes of the boxing ring.

The aftermath of the fight leaves a sour taste, a stain on the sport. Commentators and reporters alike dissect the chaotic brawl, their words filled with a mixture of condemnation and reluctant fascination. The actions of Jennie's groupmates, while driven by understandable concern, cast a dark shadow over the K-pop world, revealing the frightening lengths to which obsessive fandoms can go.

The incident highlights a toxic underbelly of the K-pop scene, where stars are elevated to an almost untouchable status, and fans feel a warped sense of ownership over them. But beyond this, the scuffle hints at a potential escalation in Jamie's world. She's now not just an influencer who dared to step into boxing; she's an enemy, someone who harmed one of their own. This personal vendetta could easily spill into future encounters with Jisoo, Lisa, and Rosé.