You sip your drink and keep to yourself. You were really regretting coming here.

You were sick of people treating you like a little kid. Hell, you were almost an adult. So, you snuck out to a party you definitely weren’t supposed to be at. Music was blaring, you were definitely the youngest there, and everybody was high.

It definitely wasn’t your cup of tea.

Satoru was here at this party as well. He didn’t bring Suguru. Suguru didn’t have to know about this part of his life.

He was laughing with his friends, passing a joint when he sees someone familiar out the corner of his eye. His face turns sour and his jaw clenches.

What the hell was Suguru’s sibling doing here?