(( 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) 

Harsh movements, the sound of something moving around in a fast pace made me come to my senses again .

I blinked finding a blurred version of my hands laying on my lap . my head was leaned foreward completely and i cough, painfully lifting it as i whiped over my bloody mouth and rubbed over my eyes when the world around me still seemed to be spinning . I was dizzy but it started fading soon as I managed to get onto my feet holding my head while groaning and carefully looking foreward to focus aswell as steady myself with a hand on the wall .

Finally when i removed my hand from my forehead i spotted him .

Across the alley on the opposite wall of mine , he was pressed close to it as if he tried to hide in it but more importantly, he was shaking ..

He was having a fucking seizure !

Not me him!