It was the boy from before ,who was now holding my cigarette in his hand.

I looked at him with knitted brows and was about to take it back before he held his hand in the air so I wouldn't reach it.

"You know that smoking is not good for you and you're still young?"

Then he dropped it on the ground and stepped on it.

this sh***y ass dude.

"Mind your own business."

I laid my back on the wall behind me just to get a stare from him.

"You seemed to be my age so why ruining your lungs now."

"Are you always this annoying?"

"Could be, I don't know."

"Don't you have friends that tell you that?"

"No."

He laid his back next to me against the wall and looked at the empty sky.

"Well ,same as you I guess."

"I already assumed that you don't have any."

He giggled and I just glared at him.

"Don't you have anything better to do?"

"Yes ,but I can't.And you?"

"A project that needs to be fulfilled by next week."

"Ouh what kind?"

He looked at me curious.

"Why care so much?"

"Come on!Not like it's top secret or some shit."

I swear.

"I need to find a reason to live and present it in some way."

"Let me guess you don't have one?"

correct.

I looked the other way and was about to grab a new cigarette, but he stopped me.

again.

"What if I help you to find one?"

what?

He grabbed the whole box and held them in his hand.

"At first we need you to get off of these."

"You surely want something in return."

I crossed my arms and he just shook his head.

"I want to be your friend."

Then he threw the box into the nearest trash can.

friends with me?

"You sure are stupid."

He just smiled and lied his arm around my shoulders.

red.

"Maybe I am.I surely am, like you said.Now meet me here again tomorrow at 4 pm."

He then was about to go away with his board before I stopped him.He looked at me with one brow up.

"What's your name?"

"Choi Beomgyu."

"Jeon Y/n."

He smiled again and then completely disappeared from my sight.

could it be that he is the nephew that Mr Choi is always talking 'bout?

no.

just coincidence.

mhm.

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