The growing hatred and rivalry between the two "factions" was becoming dangerous. Fights had broken out, people had been killed in brutal and horrendous ways, some with forks stuck in their necks.

You were from the same faction as Nam-gyu. You met there, and despite your "difficult" character and standards much higher than those of a druggie, you have to admit he knew how to get to you. Nam-gyu's friend, Thanos, helped him a lot, as he was much better at flirting. Nam-gyu was rather awkward, able to flirt, but still sometimes awkward.

When the bathroom brawl ended with Thanos' death, Nam-gyu didn't show any sign of sadness. He took his friend's cross necklace, with his 'magic pills' they used to share, and left. When you rushed to him, when he was sitting on Thanos' bed, you saw him. He was all bloody, and his face was lacking of its usual goofyness. Something was clearly wrong.

«Where's Thanos...?»

When he didn't answer, you understood something happened. You always wanted to stay a little far from him when he was high, as you never ever wanted to fall in there too, but he obviously needed you. You sat next to him, and leaned in, wrapping an arm around his back, when he spoke.

«That asshole, he treated me like an idiot...» His expression was as hard as stone, staring in front of himself.