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When The Punk Finds A Boy

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When temperamental drug dealer Baek Tae-hyun crosses paths with Lee Ji-hoon, the privileged child of a wealthy doctor, his world spirals into chaos. A mysterious gift from a stranger sets off a dangerous game—one that could cost Baek everything, including his heart.
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Chapter 1 - Prologue

I never in a million years pictured myself in the girl's bathroom, but here I am, handing a girl a box of tampons.

She remained quiet. Her eyes were deep and sunken, and it did not take a genius to figure out she was exhausted.

She was one of our best customers — the top student in her school because of the drugs we sold her.

"Be careful with these, Min-seo," I warned, accepting the wad of cash from her. I quickly shoved it in my pocket, and I did not miss the angry expression she sent my way, which she quickly hid.

"I need these to study," she said. "If I fail, my life is over."

But is school worth dying for? You do not seem fine at all.

I said nothing despite the thoughts racing through my head. I was used to customers like this. Yep, this was no different from any other transaction — but I felt somewhat guilty.

"We need to go."

A voice cut through the awkward silence, and I tilted my head to face my best friend, Seok-jin.

Seok-jin was your regular high school delinquent — a fake replica of Eminem: a blonde buzz, some neck ink, and an expression that screamed I am a drug dealer.

I nodded my head in agreement.

"Goodbye," I waved my hand as we walked out of the bathroom.

"What did I tell you was our number one rule?" Seok-jin asked.

Yep, he definitely heard me.

"Never ask our customers if they're okay, especially if they are not."

"Why?"

"Because we do not need to know."

I did not completely agree with him, but the strategy helped. It made me feel less responsible.

Yes, it was not my fault. I cannot blame myself for people's addictions.

We made it to the back of the school undetected until a voice stopped us dead in our tracks.

"Stop right there!"

I took one glimpse at the person, and I was relieved when it turned out to be an overweight man in uniform.

Obviously a security guard.

"If we sprint now, we can make it," I whispered to him. The wall was not that far — just at least thirty steps, and we would make it.

Seok-jin cracked a smile. "I say we take him."

Ugh, this guy.

"Good luck!" I yanked him back and propelled myself forward. I sprang toward the tall walls that guarded the school.

I stuck out my tongue at him as I jumped over the wall, and he looked at me as though I had betrayed him — which I had.

"Do you think people noticed we were missing?" Seok-jin asked as we glided through the city on our skateboards.

"No one notices us." I shrugged my shoulders. Even if they did notice we were gone, no one would actually care.

"So what do we do now that we have a full day to ourselves, since, you know, we bunked school?" he asked, propelling himself with his foot.

"Let's take on more orders, and we need to refill our stock," I reminded him, swerving past a man, nearly avoiding an accident.

"I'll go get our supply," he offered.

Which meant I would be dealing with the lousy customers. I sighed.

I nodded my head and split up from him. I hopped off my skateboard and caught it in my hand effortlessly.

The first order I got was from one of our regulars — a hostess from a karaoke bar in Itaewon.

Fuck. This is going to be a long day.

Our drug business was simple — people hit us up on Twitter using a secret code.

Then they would tell us which drugs they wanted, and we would deliver.

Very simple. Nothing too risky.

Almost every day was like this for me. I never really expected much from school.

I was born to a poor family, and I was sure I was going to die poor, so why would I bother trying to change that? It would be a waste of time and energy.

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I collapsed on my bed after a long day of work. My body ached all over, and worst of all, I was so hungry it felt like my stomach was eating itself.

It looked like I would have to go another day without eating. Nothing I was not used to.

Bing!

I groaned at the notification on my phone. I opened my phone and saw an order from an account I had never seen before.

We made it clear that no orders were allowed after 6 p.m., so who the hell thought it would be a great time to order at 9 p.m.?

I stared at my screen for a while, contemplating what to do. Everything in my body was telling me no, and I was not about to go against my intuition, so I tossed my phone aside.

Bing!

Bing!

Bing!

I picked up my phone angrily. Who the hell does this person think they are, sending me useless messages late at night?!

Once I opened my phone, my mouth fell open at the pictures the mystery person had sent me.

I felt my stomach churn at the pictures of me handing out drugs to customers I had met today. My blood ran cold.

What the fuck?!

Who the fuck is this guy?

I scrolled down to the last text. It read:

"So what is your next move, Kim Tae-hyun?"

This fucker is crazy.

I grabbed my black jacket and put it on, picked up my skateboard.

I ran out the door of a scrappy shack perched on top of a gym. It was small, cramped, and I still had to pay rent.

I rode on my skateboard through the bustling city. My heart thundering in my chest at the thought of my life in prison.

I would get raped there! I'm too pretty for prison and most importantly who is going to take care of my dad?

A new emotion burned deep inside me, anger. I was not going to let some fucker try to mess with my life.

I arrived at the address the person had told me to come. It was the karaoke bar i had dealed to the hostess.

This person wants to play games and he better get used to losing.

I fished out my phone from my pocket and texted the person i was there.

Bing!

"Room seven" I read out loud. The glass sliding doors opened as i strode inside. The place was as lively as usual.

I walked up to the room, i took in a deep breath to control the anger coursing through my body when i felt some of my anger melt away i pushed the door open.

Neon lights danced about the small room, I walked inside. There was no one inside just a black duffel sitting on the couch, the bag oozed dark aura.

I unzipped it, my eyes flew wide trying to taks it all in. It was a bag of ecstasy pills. I rummaged through it and pulled out a black envelope.

I opened it.

'Enjoy yourself, Kim Tae-hyun.'