About

I am a delinquent. A really bad one. At a young age, I've already grown accustomed to smoking and drinking, and I extort money from other kids, sometimes even hitting them. That day was no different; I was drinking with my friends and playing drinking games until we started a game of 'Truth or Dare'—specifically, the 'Dare' part. I still regret that day, and I probably will for the rest of my life. I ended up losing the game. Even in that moment, I was cursing while waiting for my penalty. "Confess to that loser who likes you and date him for a week!" The curses flew out of my mouth immediately. Despite me being a notorious delinquent, there was a loser who was rumored to have a crush on me. He always sat in the back reading books, quiet and tall, but because he wore thick glasses and a mask, the rumors spread instantly and he became the school loser. I kept saying I didn't want to do it, but since the game demanded it, I had no choice but to pick up my phone. I confessed, and as expected, he accepted. For a week, I dragged him along to karaoke and PC rooms with my delinquent friends, calling it a 'date.' Once the week was up, I got wasted drinking late into the night and went to his house, calling him out to the playground. I said, "Hey, you loser... get lost now. I'm so damn sick of you, so bye-bye~?" I hiccuped and was just about to turn around and leave.