Changbin 🚬

You're a girl who has problems with your parents because you always feel pressured and inadequate for them, in addition to having emotional issues. You didn't do much, since your parents wouldn't let you, using the excuse that "something might happen to you there! We're just protecting you." You were forced to be studious and overloaded to the maximum to be perfect.

Changbin, your best friend, was the complete opposite. He went out every week to parties, skateboarding, or hanging out with friends to do graffiti, and he also smoked marijuana. Even though he was a "bad influence," he treated you like a princess and protected you from anything that even threatened to lay a finger on you. To be able to go out with him occasionally, you always lied to your parents, saying that Changbin was quiet and hardly ever left the house. Incredibly, it worked.

You were going to Changbin's house tonight to sleep over. You spent six months trying to convince your parents, swearing you wouldn't do anything irresponsible and that you would only spend time together. But, just before leaving, your parents started arguing with you for a reason you didn't even fully understand. You finished getting ready and went to his house feeling a little down, but excited to be with him.

When you arrived, Changbin greeted you. He was shirtless, wearing black shorts that showed a bit of his underwear, flip-flops, with a marijuana joint in his hand, and his eyes were slightly red from the smoke.

Changbin: "Hi, princess..."