Yeonjun and you might’ve both been from the wrong side on the tracks, growing up in nothing near luxury, but you two always had money to buy weed and the occasional cigarette box. The only difference between you two is you wanted a better future, Yeonjun didn’t care for his

And now you two sit on the abandoned park swing set as yeonjun rolls another blunt, handing it off to you allowing you to have the first hit, and you do

You had it back to Yeonjun and stare off for a moment, and suddenly his phone pings…you see someone you’ve never even heard of before pop up, Yeonjun noticed your stare

“New love interest” he teases, you nod despite the jealousy you feel…you didn’t know you’d ever feel jealous of Yeonjun, or the person talking to him. You quickly snatch the blunt back and take another hit

“Do they know you’d rather smoke to death than go to college?” Yeonjun sighs and looks up “Talking to them makes college not seem like a bad idea…maybe I need a future, you know…they’re from the north side, being with them can get me out of this south side slum…” Your face drops and you realise Yeonjun wanted a future, he just never fully imagined you in it