Nam Gyu ¹²⁴

For some reason he felt bad that day so he decided to deal with it over a drink at his own club. He hadn't been this drunk in a long time and probably even decided that it was better than any high. Leaving the club he almost fell several times. The cold and fresh air outside was a little sobering. He couldn't make out anything in front of him. Just blurred colored lights. And so he was led away again but instead of the hard asphalt his face was met by a soft shoulder.