"Let's go to the hospital" Mr. Nam says

"No.... I... i took it... I cannot go to hospital"

"Then, I will call family doctor to your home, young master"

"No... hyung.. hyung cannot know this. If hyung found out... i .. i gave him promise" <A:N/ Hyung=older brother>

"Young master"

"Please.. let me just rest at my apartment. It will get better. Just... just keep secrets"

"Yes, i get it Young Master"

If I disappoint Hyung one more time.... He will definitely hate me for sure. But, I miss him. It has been quite a while since I last saw him. He probably busy with all those company stuffs.

Hyung... i miss you.

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"Young master, can you walk? We are here"

"Yes.. ugh.... I can. You can rest for today. I probably will not go to school today. But i will definitely tomorrow. I have a mini test at 4:30pm so be here by.... 4 will be fine"

"I get it Young Master. Your housemaid prepares weekly meals in your fridge yesterday so please heat up and eat."

"Got it" i say and go up to my apartment. It's been 2 years that I moved out of my parent's house. Since i started the university and somehow I am glad i did move out and somehow regret it. I wouldn't be this much of a mess if i stay with them and under their control. Now i am just a mess.

As i step into my apartment..... "w...wait..." i see a pair of shoes that's not mine and i rush into the house... and Hyung is sitting on the couch.

"H.....hyung... what.. what brings you here?" When did he arrive? Why no one tells me? Why....

"Byun Baekhyun" he walks towards me

"Hyu..hyung I...."

"The whole night. Where have you been?"

He was here the whole night??

"I.... I was... at my... friend's..."

"*sigh*"

"I ... i am sorry hyung... i..." to my surprise, he touches my cheek.. hyung's hand... is so warm

"It's okay. I was just worried." He says and hugs me ! Hyung's scent... he smells so nice and warm..
"I am sorry hyung... I know i kept breaking promises but i will try to be better"

"I know you are trying. So.. it's okay"

He is so kind.... Hyung has always been so kind to me. That's why he is all i need and he is the only one i am trying to prove that i am going to be a better person.

"I was worried so i came to check on you. And it has been a while we met. Then may be next time. I will schedule dinner. Just you and me. Until then will you be a good boy?"

"Yes ! I will hyung"

"Haha, good boy" hyung ruffles my hair... ah, i wish he stays longers.. hugs me longer and... "I will go now, i have to go back home and get ready for work"

"O...okay... Hyung.. i....i missed you"

"I missed you too little punk, i will get going now" he says and leaves. I touch my cheek trying to feel his warmth. "I wish he stays here for me....."

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The next day

Yesterday was a rest but, definitely I need more. I don't know what those fuckers are using but those drugs... are definitely getting out of hand.
Well, I admit i started doing drugs voluntarily when i first started as fresher in this university. The friend group i am in is all rich kids, spoiled and always up for doing all sort of bad things thinking they are cool. I am not being a hypocrite here. I was the one too.

But, after my parents found out , after Hyung found out, I just wanted to be better for Hyung. It is not easy but, i am trying. It is not easy does not mean, I am a drug addict. I am not. It is the people around me. I can't just sell them to police either. Well, all of them are rich so you know how this type of world works. And I will definitely be drawn into if the list were given to the police. And my family image and businesses... will be affected. Not that i care about my parents but, hyung.

"Mini test huh... well, for attendance only because my brain definitely not functioning from after effects" i mumble "let's get some energy drinks" i head into the convenience store

"Hmm... two is enough.. because i need to sleep after the test" and i walk to the counter "please ring the...... YOU!!"

"7000 won" he says

"Do you work here??!! H..how? Since when??"

"7000 won"

What a shitty attitude he has. "Look.... About what happened... it would be best if you keep silent. I saw your name tag that said trainee so you might not familiar with the protocols or things but, you never talk about things you see inside the bar outside of the bar. Get it?" And still no response and "how much should i pay? Wait.. i don't think I have cheques on me now. Give me your number and i will transfer money. Just pretend noth..."

"Fucking getting on my nerves" he says

"W...what the fuck did you just said?"

"Do all rich brain rot people go around thinking money solve everything? Ah, right, kids like you, wasting money is your hobby"

"You fuc...."

"Look. Kid, i don't give a fuck about your money, your drugs in your body or what the fuck ever it is... i just don't have enough time for your fucking shits so leave me out"

"Says the one who is working at whoring bar huh? Money does not matter to you? It's just you people who come crawling under our feet and sucking the money out of us. Let's see how long that pride of yours last after your training session ..." i see him name tag "Park fucking chanyeol" and i walk out of the store

"Fuckkkkk!!!" My day is completely ruined!!! Fuckkkk and i didn't even get to buy my drinks.

That fucker!

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"How's convenience store work?" Sung jo asks me as we are walking to the bar for our shift

"It's okay" although there was some brain rot kid

"Haha very Park Chanyeol thing to answer"

Should i ask him? Is it appropriate? "Sung ko ah."

"Hmm?"

"Last night.... And those things... are you really okay with doing?"

"What? Ahahha are you worried?"

"I mean.."

"Well, when i first started, i was just like you. Worried, scared... like really scared. But i think money built me like this. Or greed? Or pleasure?" He says and stops walking as he faces me "Chanyeol ah, you don't need to work there just because I got you into work. You can find normal restaurants and normal bars. There are tons of it. I am staying here because I really become to like it. Money, sex, of course not all customers are gentle. Especially when with men. I was really scared, hurt on the first time with an old man.. to the point i wanted to quit the job or till kill myself.. hated myself for not being born with money.

I needed a huge sum of money for my mother's surgery. The amount of money i needed was worth around like 3 years of my convenience store pay .. but one of my clients, paid me with one night.

After that serious surgery of my mother, something came into mind chanyeol ah. That i need to have a certain amount of money just for my parents health. Because we are nowhere near rich so this is the only luxury i can provide them. And my brother has a lot of debt so of course i am paying them.

That's it."

Listening to what Sung Jo is saying, I was just thinking about the kid from earlier. I wished he was here listening to what Sung Jo was saying. A real struggle of life.

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