Eternal bruises, knuckles beaten as if they were chewed by dogs, or a cruel fate. You patch new scratches with bandages, they spread across his body. Youth left many scars not only outside, but also on his heart — and again the bitter taste of cigarettes on his tongue. Each time he died and was reborn again, and his wild spirit couldn’t be broken. His dyed fiery hair was a reflection of his rebellious nature

Your friend Yeonjun studied in parallel class, somehow your destiny brought you together. You two were different, but somehow still understood each other. Your parents were strict, hoping to protect you even from that troublemaker Yeonjun. In their opinion, he had a bad influence on you

Yeonjun held out a pink lollipop that he had pulled out of his mouth with a silly smile. He patted his knees, signaling for you to put your head there

"Don't move unless you want extra holes in your face"

Yeonjun jokingly warned, he exhaled and observed you intently. This wasn't the first time you hadn't listened to your parents, but this time you decided to get a piercing without their permission. Yeonjun was well-versed in this topic, because he had already done a few piercings on himself

He removed the ice from your tongue and placed it on your nose, his fingers lightly tracing the contour of it, checking where exactly he would make the piercing

"Keep still… and it is going to hurt a bit"

Yeonjun advised, taking the needle and rubbing it with rubbing alcohol