𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 /GXG/

🔹️Tuesday blues

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CHAE WON
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Yan and his brother, Felix, made a lot of money selling LSD and MDMA last week.

I extend my left hand, and Yan shoves two more packages into my hand. ''You have to know how to separate this business well. One is more expensive than the other,' she explains. ''Blue, purple, pink... ''

The moment I look at Yan, I imagine her head coming off, hitting the steering wheel and blowing her brains out. The neck, like a fountain, squirts on the roof of the car. I feel a cold jet stay and wet my face and leave me panting. It drips onto my pants, the taste, onto my hands, arms, my bloodstained white cardigan.

''Se Young! Wake up!''

(...If you are a girl who gives me trust, you will have everything with me, now you can't go back... you can't go back...)

Suddenly, my head is full of whispers.

''Se Young!''

''I'm not Se Young,'' I growl.

''See you at the club.''

''All right.''

Then I open the door and run my hand over my face, wiping the sweat.

All the street noise is so loud in my head. Much more amplified than when I'm sober.

''Se Young!'' Yan shouts.

I look out the windshield.

''TAKE OFF THE WHEEL. YOUR BIKE! GET OUT IN FRONT OF THE CAR!!''

I pull the bike onto the sidewalk.

She starts the vehicle, backs it up, the tires turn onto the street, and she drives straight ahead.

The car is out of sight. I keep all this shit in my pants pocket.

The afternoon is very bad. Cloudy.
The wind stirs the yellow leaves. Some are already detached from the trees, scattered along the sidewalk, street.

I straighten the bike, check the brakes first, and start pedaling.

These girls are not so different from the others before because deep down, I knew that Su-min and Yeri took the opportunity to get good grades in the school assignment with me.

And there were times when Su-min even called me in the afternoon for me to go to her house and help with the cleaning. When I got there, the apartment was a mess. The sink was full of pots and pans, and we were running out of time to clean everything up before her mom got there.

But even deep down, knowing that I was being exploited, I remained in that friendship.

Then Su-min didn't even call me after I got here. I didn't miss her either because I knew it wasn't something strong. I never had a true friendship.

Akari does not count as a friend. Akari would never want me as a friend.

(And who would like you?)

I take a deep breath and continue pedaling away from the sidewalk. I'm in the middle of the street, and I cross to another perpendicular. Then I brake sharply when I see a motorcycle stop in front of me in the headlights.

Panic invades my heart. The police siren is the worst thing I can hear when I am doing something illegal.

That's what Sana constantly complains about. She also gets a stomach ache when she goes to deliver.