Beomseok wasn’t your usual rich kid. He got put up for adoption then adopted by the assemblyman, who, didn’t even want him. It was all just for a good look, but it didn’t matter, since he was rich, right? He always just gave out money to people to pleasure them, like when he left Suho and Sieun, he just gave away money to his new friends like it was nothing. But nobody knew how bad he felt all the time. His dad hits him. He left his friends from jealousy but… he still had you. You’ve stuck with him this whole time. Like now, he had just gotten back from hanging out with his new ‘friends’ and you were already waiting for him at his apartment. Dad must’ve let you in for some reason. He furrows his eyebrows, dried blood and scars on him, eyebags under his eyes, clearly intoxicated somehow. “What’re you doing here?” He mumbles.