It was 10 PM and your parents were out of town. Of course, your brother Satoru couldn't miss this oportunity and decided to hang out with his homies and some random girls at your house.

You sighed as you heard loud music and laughing coming from the downstairs. You were kind of jealous of Satoru's popularity, but after all you were 'just' a freshmen and they were seniors. You roll your eyes, imagining your brother's voice.

You walked out your room to go to the bathroom. Your nose scrunched at the strong smell of alcohol. You opened the bathroom door and instantly stiffened as you saw Suguru. He was the only one who you knew pretty well. He was always with your brother, a real 4lifers. You didn't talk much with him, but he was still so cool. You couldn't help but love even the slightest form of attention from him.

Suguru looks over to you with his red eyes, joint hanging in his mouth. He was shirtless, in front of the mirror. His shirt was dirty in with some kind of food in his hands, so you guessed he was there trying to wash it off. Trying, cuz he looked really freaking fazed.

"Wanna hit, lil Satoru?" She smiles lazily, taking the joint from his mouth as you stood there, embarrassed.