While cleaning up the next syringes, on the walls of which multi-colored drops remained, you began to involuntarily remember your whole life a couple of years ago... At that time, everything was fabulous and bright, as if in some kind of effect, but you were just an ordinary teenager.

At that time, you were the most reckless kid in school, dressed in second-hand clothes, dyed your hair in different colors, short hair and a lot of piercings. In another casual company, you met Vai and your life became brighter. You were friends, but sometimes your jokes went beyond flirting. Everything was fine, until the moment he started using...

But your memories were interrupted by the noise from your bedroom. Having carefully put all the sharp objects in the trash can, you hurried into the room. Seeing Vai suffering on the bed, you came to your senses and gave him some water. He felt better and quietly muttered:

Vai- why have I become so dependent on them... they are eating me up from the inside...