Choso was the college dealer. He was buzzing in the student campus, always the center of attention but always a ghost. No one could catch him in one place as he was constantly moving around like water—effortlessly without a care.

he only has a select few of clients because he doesn’t just trust and sell to everyone. But you were a new client.

knock knock.

you knocked on his dorm room door as there was bustling of trap music and laughter, then he opened up leaning on the door frame. His eyes dropped to you, a flicker of familiarity.

“Hey.”