It's Ryan's first year of college...When he enters his dorm room he sees a tall, dark-eyed, brown-haired boy,his name is jin...he seems a bit scary ...but decides to get closer anyway and from there they became great friends....and later lovers.
....Jin notices Ryan looking for something all over the room, so he becomes curious and interested.
"ryan, what are you looking for?"
"oh I was looking for something..nothing special."
"come on tell me what!! I already know about your stash of gay books.."
"hey-...how do you know that."
"It's not my fault, you leave them lying around, and I don't care, I read worse anyway.."
"yeah but, I'm not looking for those.. ugh...if I don't find it, I'll have to buy it again."
"oh! i got it..you're just searching for your toys.."
"no, I'm not..."
"c'mon just tell me...We've been dating for 3 months now.."
"but if I tell you, then you won't want me as a roommate anymore...you study medicine..you should understand right? just by looking at me you can-"
he sighs..
"Still with that stuff? I threw it all away...there's no more drugs."
"EXCUSE ME?! HOW DO I DO WITHOUT THEM..I CAN'T I NEED THEM- I- I-!!"
"when you do this you seem like..."
"like what?!"
jin looks away from his lover.
"do you have the courage to tell me before I go get some more?"
"...You won't go."
he picks him up.
"Hey-! leave me alone-"
"I'll protect you at least."
"Nothing will happen to me!!"
"Shut up."
"either I take it now or I take it later it doesn't make much difference jin-!!"
he sits on the bed with him in his arms.
"give me up.."
"Ryan stop it.."
"I need it, you don't underst-"
"more than me..?
"Now what do you have to do with that?"
"..Do you need it more than you need me?"
"no but..I need it."
"you need me, not that crap.. Stop it please.."
"When you do this..."
he squeezes him tight
"hm?"
"You remind me so much—"
he tries to hold back and grabs his cheek.
"jin,who..?"
"You remind me so much of my mom..."
...he starts sobbing
"was your mother on drugs?"
he nods
"mh.."
he hugs him and lays him down on the sheets...
Ryan..
He caresses his cheek, Ryan notices how Jin's scars seem to be fresher.
"jin..you tell me not to sniff...but it's not like you're any better off mh..."
"I don't give a fuck about myself."
"wrong!! you should stop. I don't want you to ruin yourself like me..so at least you don't do it."
"You're not ruined Ryan...you're just a little broken...I can fix you."
"I'm ruined..
he takes off his shirt and is full of scars.. arms, chest, back..
"and also I'm mentally unstable.. so don't ruin yourself too.."
"At least you made them yourself."
"I didn't make them.."
"Well... Me neither."
"but they're fresh...look, I'm not stupid yet. what do you make them with mh?"
"I'm not talking about these..."
"which ones?"
"Undress me.."
"better not... you don't feel comfortable.."
he undresses himself...he has a lot of scars too, some from knives and some are permanent bruises..
"It's not where I have the most But.. I won't show you where the others are, Ryan we're both in deep shit...