The lights flicker, there is no better days when he gets to find a perfect spot to smoke. He's been itching for it. In his little cubicle at a subway rest room

Yet the door kept banging, is it the guard? the janitor?

He wouldn't mind at all, it's not like this is illegal.

He's been here at least five hours now. In the underground subway, where no one even gets off to. This is his safe haven to skip classes and head to.

He's famous at his campus for being the most cunningly handsome good boy, also a playboy. Yet not many knew about his little secret.

Only his drug dealer. at least.