/mention of cigarettes/
Sitting on the not so comfy sofa of his, a cigarette trapped between his lips, jeongin was inhaling in the toxic smoke before exhaling it out of his lungs the next moment, relishing the nicotine encircling through his body.
It was early in the morning and he just woke up, deciding to start his day with a cup of coffee as well as a cigarette to satisfy his addiction to the poisoning and addictive substance.
Meanwhile, he was all rested upon the hard mattress of the cheap sofa of his, a chemistry book placed on his lap as he was reading through its pages, actually to study for the very first time of his life.
Visiting university was probably the most stupid decision he has ever made yet it was the only option to achieve something in his yet not so successful life.
His parents didn't really give a damn about him, way too overwhelmed to handle and control their own lives.
Rolling his eyes at the thought of them, jeongin was stubbing out his cigarette, rubbing his hand over his forehead as he was trying to concentrate on the chemistry equations yet he had no clue what all of this was supposed to mean and why he was even forced to study this stuff either.
"Fuck this shit!" He groaned out, throwing the book aside from the couch, laying back down as he stared up at the ceiling.
Consumed in the thought of his, jeongin soon was interrupted, recognising his stomach rumbling, requesting him to fill it with some food as well.
Sighing, he pushed himself off of the sofa, getting dressed and making his way out of the little apartment of his.
Stepping inside of the diner, planning on getting a nice breakfast to fill his tummy with, jeongin was heading right to the counter, sitting down on one of the chairs and waiting for the waitress talking his order.
Yet he noticed that she was still busy settling up with another customer - a young boy around his age.
His eyes even widened a little as he noticed that it was felix, the boy who also attended his chemistry class, who he also finds quite interesting and beautiful yet didn't have a reasoning to start any conversation with him - he probably wasn't his type anyway.
He turned his head to the side, spotting felix shuffling through his purse, standing just a few seats away from his own.
His face seemed uncertain and nervous as he was struggling to pay his bills.
His eyes wandered over to the counter, spotting a strawberry milkshake placed right in front of felix, his favourite flavour.
He decided to wait out, watching the boy struggling to collect enough Money to pay his order until he soon was accepting the fact that he hadn't enough money with him, giving up and watching the waitress with an apologizing expression fixed on his features.
"I'm sorry, i-i think i don't have enough money to pay for my milkshake..." The boy bit his lips in shame, feeling all uncomfortable to explain the waitress that he didn't even have enough money to pay a goddamn milkshake.
"Well, I'm sorry dear. I can't hand you the milkshake then it that's the case-"
"No need, I'll pay for it" not even knowing why he had said that, jeongin was pulling out some money off of his jeans, placing it onto the counter, and sliding it over to the waitress.
The boy beside him watched him in surprise, not expecting the action of his clearly.
His eyes widened slightly as he noticed that it was jeongin, a classmate of his who is attending his chemistry class.
