"I miss your touch, I miss your smell, I miss your lips"

"We can grab a drink, we'd grab some food, don't be a stranger.."

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"You lift me up, you get me up and I'm so high"

No one, not one single person in the world, would ever expect Han Jisung to be someones dealer. You can't tell by his looks and you certainly wouldn't be able to tell from his behavior.

Well, alright, maybe you'd be able to tell he, himself, smoked pot.

But try and tell a random person on campus the most loser coded guy they've ever seen is someone that could get you practically anything and they'd laugh like there was no tomorrow.

Because, like, him? Jisung is the most awkward person to ever exist, fidgety and sweaty. He doesn't speak unless he gets called upon, doesn't try to make conversation outside of his close knit friendgroup and always looks like he'd rather be at home. At first glance he looked like someone who wouldn't dabble in drugs at all, let alone sell them. However, the closer you get to him the more obvious it is that he doesn't just dabble in weed, but also sells it.

Sure, he can get his hands on the illegal stuff, too, but weed is what he is most known for.

Jisung likes weed, to be frank. He's not a hardcore addict or anything, but a joint before a lecture does help calm him significantly. It helps him focus on whatever he had to work on. And he knew some people needed it just like he sometimes does. So, as kind as he is, he started to share with his friends. That had quickly became a sort of business, though he does offer his friends a discount nowadays instead of just handing it over for free.

Which is still very gracious of him considering his shit is top tier. Like, on-par-with-pharmacy-cannabis top tier. Its practically grown in his backyard, too. Okay, maybe that's a bit of an overstatement, but he does know where it comes from and sometimes helps oversee it.

He doesn't have a lot of clients outside of his friends, but they're loyal and he doesn't mind it. In fact he prefers it that way. Less awkward introductions and less things he could mess up with his lacking social skills.

But when Jeongin tells him about someone potentially interested, Jisung thought 'why not?'— what's one more, right? So he agreed to meet up with whoever Jeongin has had in mind, deciding to trust his friends judgement.

Jisung never— never in his life has he expected someone so... His type. Poor guy was not prepared for this case scenario.

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