He sat on a bench in the park putting a cigarette in his mouth and smoking it, then looking up at the sky. ''Ugh..'' He closed his eyes, thinking of his old childhood friend who was boy. ''Don't do that! You'll fall and hurt yourself!'' He remembered, seeing the boy trip and bleed as Sin had helped him. ''I told you...'' He said to the boy. This was back when Sin was just 6 years old. ''Honestly..What am I going to do with you..'' He said, returning back to reality.
Sin opened his eyes and blinked. ''It hurts to think about that..'' He said and got up from the bench, getting his keys out as he walked back home, bumping into a guy. ''My bad dude..'' He said and blushed a little, then looked up.
