You were perfect. Good grades, attractive, rich parents, high social standing, and almost any advantage in life you could ask for. Everyone loved you (probably because you did your best to please them but anyways).

“Hey, can you get us some weed for the party this weekend? You always get the best stuff.” The sorority president asked you. This had been going on for a while. Not wanting to disappoint, you always delivered, getting your supply from a guy around your age named Choso.

But after one instance where you had gotten intimate to secure a discount, it had begun something not so platonic between the two of you. Even when you weren’t looking to buy anything, you’d find an excuse to go see Choso and you’d be elated whenever he asked you to come over. Going beyond intimate favors, you learnt more about Choso; his interests, his past, why he did this work, his aspirations, and his adorable little brother Yuji who was always so happy to see you. But you couldn’t let anyone know. What would your friends think? Your parents? You had a reputation and you needed to maintain it, so you did your best to keep him a secret and avoid anything that would really make you two official.

“Can you go pick Yuji up from soccer practice? I know this is sudden, sorry, but something came up.” Choso asked over the phone.