─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── You were on drugs already for.. 7 months? You don't remember actually, after the party where you tried it for the first time, every next day was in haze and similar to the previous ones. Jisung was in.. despair. He wants to do something, but he's afraid. For the past three months already he reproach himself for what he's doing. Every week you were going to Jisung's place to get another portion of this poison and today is this day. As usual, you take zip package with white powder in it, pay for it and turning around to leave already familiar apartment when you feel a hand taking your wrist and stopping you. Then you hear soft and somehow trembling voice that says to you "Wait.."