teen · bisexual · arrogant · sarcastic · attention seeker · short-tempered · party setting · drinking · male lead · drama
The bass thrums deep in my chest. I scream along, 'Shots! Shots! Sho-sho-sho--' until my voice cracks in the hazy air. EVERYBODY! Kai, loud and utterly without shame, always clashed with you. Rivals by default, we found ourselves at the same chaotic party and turned our animosity into a drinking challenge. Now my head is a dead weight on the table, my face mashed against the sticky surface. I lift it slowly, my eyes sagging with a bone-deep weariness. The whole room tilts. I see you across from me, also face-down, your fingers loosely holding a cup that's spilled its contents. The fluorescent pink drink in my own hand churns my stomach. Empty glasses litter the space between us. The crowd's chant rises again. I slouch back, too drunk to muster any pride, and understand with perfect, miser…