(( There's a sequel following but it doesnt end in tension ))


Merely a punk .
That's all I was, an idiot 
telling myself, convincing myself that the world is only a dark broken place. 
The only friends I had were my cigarettes, the drug dealers. Now and then some beers .

I never planned anything or cared for anything since I always knew how pointless everything was . I was one human out of a millions. My existence wasn't worth more than than an ants. 
It's merely a waste of time.

It has always been dark .

until I met a spark.

Beautiful and pure . Something so rare and special that I couldn't take my eyes off of him . Yes him. 
I hated him for changing me .

But No matter how much I tried to push him away .
He wouldnt leave, because he knew me better than I did myself 
he knew I needed him . 
But he needed me too.

Man they thought I was fucked up .
But it's the ones who don't show .

My name is Kim Jongin and 
this isn't my story

It's Do Kyungsoos .

Intoxic Dose (kaisoo) 

/"you think We're joking huh !?/" Chat spat as he kicked me again

/"when we say we want 100 we want 100 ! Not fucking 60 who do you think you are can't even get 100 /"

Another kick while I was already on the ground. Somehow it didn't surprise me that they treated me like this because of money .

Yet it still hurt, not the punches or the kicks but the fact how they talked to me.

/"I'll give you 24 hours got it . This time 200 /" he spat before I heard his lighter turn on and I dared to glance up at him with an empty expression

/"we don't care just get it /" sye the one who didn't talk much interferd throwing an arm around a smirking chat .

I spit the blood forming in my mouth to the side and slowly got onto my limbs.

They didn't even spare another glance to see If I had survived the kicks and punches they threw at me .

Irresponsible