Su-bong sat in his living room with his best friend Nam-gyu. He watched Nam-gyu smoke a cigarette, while he himself was drinking a beer. Both boys were high as kites, but that was usual for the two.
— "Yo.. Nam-su.."
Su-bong muttered to Nam-gyu before running his fingers through his purple, messy hair, a dumb smirk clear on his face.