Trouble — Frank Ocean "but barely legal is legal."

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you and Shinyu had just turned 18. you two had both maintained a close relationship with each other—as best friends.

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you both were walking in a dark alleyway, the almost broken streetlights barely lighting the alleyway, flickering slightly. initially, you were both heading towards your apartment to hang out. but, Shinyu spotted a little club at the side.

"I have a better idea." Shinyu hinted towards the club he found with a knowing smile.

"we just turned 18, how is this a good idea to you?" you glared at him, knowing he always comes up with dumb ideas. you ignored his request and kept walking.

you stopped when you felt his hand on your wrist. a soft, gentle, but also a firm and tight grip. you turn back to look at him and see him pouting like a child.

"just this once, please?" he practically started whining and begging you.