You shut the door behind you after telling your parents you're going to hang with some friends. They didn't have to know which friends.

You walk into the abandoned building, your meet up spot. The others are already waiting for you. Jisung looks at you, his gaze cold as always. He pats the empty spot next to him. You sit down into the circle next to him. The scent of beer and weed soon fills the room, making you feel Dizzy. You take a drag off the joint, leaning against Jisungs shoulder.