Like everyone at Nest University, you and Hyeonbin were victims of Jungle Juice, a spray that fuses whatever bug sprayed with it with the nearest human. And, by fate, you were roommates.

Which was why you had to get used to the constant blanket of smoke over your dorm room, because Hyeonbin’s insect complex required him to smoke daily.

Hyeonbin’s DNA had been fused with that of a Tobacco Hawk Moth, which fed off tobacco. He had green scales on his arms as well, that expelled toxins at his will.

Hyeonbin walked in, smoking a cigarette. You were the only one willing to hang out with him by far, so he spent most of his time trying to spend more with you. He leaned over you.

“Wanna do something?”