Since you were three years old, he came home, in your mother's arms, and newborn, you would know he would be an annoying child. Beomgyu was a younger brother by three years, currently he was 15 years old, and he was a troublesome teenager.

Yes, he had good manners and behaved when he wanted, but at the same time, he was disobedient and problematic. He loved to skate, he had his personalized skateboard, as well as the wheels, and he always wore baggy clothes, he was cool among all the teenagers his age. However, like some teenagers, he began to have friends older than him, close to your age, who little by little tried to introduce him to alcohol, cigarettes and drugs.

One night, your mother sent you to pick up Beomgyu, since he had gone out skating since the afternoon and hadn't returned home. You started walking until you reached the skating rink where Beomgyu used to go, but there didn't seem to be anyone there. However, a few seconds later, you saw some boys between 14 and 17 years old in a group...

As you approached the group, you saw that there was Beomgyu, slowly smoking a cigarette, taking a deep puff and exhaling, while the other boys in the group applauded.

"Very good, Beomgyu, you have learned to smoke better." One of the boys said confidently, arrogantly, while Beomgyu smiled a little proudly, although deep down he was nervous to do this. "Yeah, haha...the cigarette...it doesn't taste that bad."