INFERNO ༄ PARK JISUNG

forty two

disclaimer: don't drink/do drugs underage bbys ;) for writing purposes only haha
this chapter contains the consumption of alcohol and minor drug usage (marijuana, nicotine, etc.)

The eight of them headed over to the NCT frat house and it was exactly what they expected.

You could hear the EDM blasting from a block away, shaking the whole street with the intense bass. There was a girl throwing up in the bushes of the front lawn, making them all scrunch their faces in disgust. They could practically smell the strong aroma of liquor and illegal substances from down the street, making them wonder how they could even get away with a party this big.

"How are we even supposed to get in? We're high schoolers." Renjun raised an eyebrow as they approached the front door.

An older figure walked out of the door, coming into contact with the group of friends. Immediately, his eyes lit up as they trailed over to one specific person, almost spilling their red solo cup.

"No way, it's Haechan!" he exclaimed, pulling him into one of those bro hug handshakes.

The rest of them plastered confused looked, turning to the boy his attention was on. "You mean Dong-"

"Shh, it's Haechan in these streets. I didn't know it was gonna be an NCT party, this is my homie, Taeil!" he winked, wrapping an arm around the older boy. They all exchanged puzzled gazes before he lead them inside where all the antics were happening.

Automatically, Seorin felt her palms grow sweaty with the setting, looking left and right at the large house. She bit her lip, shaking at her knees.

"Hey, um- shit, what's Antman's name?" she tapped Hyuck's shoulder. He turned around, blowing out the cotton candy scented vapor out of his lungs.

"Him? Oh, Taeil!" he grinned, motioning him over.

She gave him an awkward smile, not sure whether to bow in his presence or not. "Hi, do you know where Mark is?" she asked, wanting to be next to a familiar face right now.

"Mark? Oh wow, Mark is such a cool kid. He's probably in the living room over there." Taeil mumbled his words, aimlessly pointing towards her left.

She looked around, seeing the rest of her friends already have gone off on their own in the huge house. "That's nice." she muttered under her breath, heading over to the living room.

The strong scent of what seemed to be an illegal substance filled the air, along with clouds of smoke blurring her vision. Mark was sat on the couch in his Spiderman costume, his eyes red with a small brown stick in his hand. Seorin rolled her eyes, taking a seat next to him.

"What- oh, Seorini! You made it!" he pulled her in a hug, making her tense up at the sudden contact. "Uh, yeah I don't know where the rest of them went. Are you..."