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@[D] Hongbin What a sweet welcome he got from the Doctor, apparently he didn't like the fact that they knew each other but then Youngjae guessed it was just legit for a junkie who had such a good position in the society. Youngjae had just found an incredible source of money, it was almost as if all he could see was a big bill taking a drink with him in a bar. "Well I guess you can keep me silent by killing me but then you'll taste my precious substance and blame yourself because no one will ever give you something as tasty as mine." For once, Youngjae spoke slowly while usually he would blabber words at breakneck speed. He knew that the other wanted to get to the point where he would hand him his drug already, but the young teacher wasn't about to let this customer fly away. He needed to settle the boundaries first or it would soon get out of hands. He thought so as he notices the reddish marks on the Doctors collarbone, probably where he had scratched himself.

A big smile appeared on Youngjae's face when the man in front him put presented the money, it was the same kind a kid would have when receiving his presents at Christmas. He already loved this customer. "Don't worry, I'm confident over my products. It's like little jewels waiting to be consumed ~" Youngjae cooed digging his hand in his pocket, yet not taking it out already. "Well, I guess even people like you come to be short on money by the end of month..." He started pensively, trying to imagine what the other would look like by then, the image of an homeless drunk man coming to his mind. Youngjae had quite a great imagination. "But even then, I guess a Doctor can have access to some products I can't ... also," one say he was the guy with lot of conditions, but he was simply an ambitious man, and was ready to do anything to get to his goal. "It's the first time I'll be really teaching kids about drugs, I always got fired before we could get to the practice sessions, so I don't really know what effects it could have upon students. By then I might need your help at some time. But I know, all work deserve to get paid for. One silence for one silence, and one service for one service..." Youngjae's voice fall down before he leaned toward the other above the table, "I might need my students's medical files..." He whispered before laying backward to his initial position and enjoyed to sip his drink on his way. "So you can see I don't stick to cash only" he winked to the other sitting in front him and finally took out the box he had brought with him. It was a simple pain relief medicament box. "It's simpler" Youngjae commented to explain why this box, nodding toward the crowd in the bar. Even though they were far enough, they would never be cautious enough.

@[T] Youngjae Hongbin felt himself stiffen when he heard the recognizable voice of a teacher at the school, his eyes shifted up as it slowly dawned upon him that the one thing he wanted to avoid slapped him right in the face. He gave out a slight sigh of defeat what was he going to do especially considering he didn't just want to give all his money just to keep him silent. "Oh, and what will determine your silence?" he asked knowing that he was already going to be paying a pretty penny for the things he asked for, he almost wanted to do the whole situation where he said it wasn't for him but a friend. He wanted to hide the fact that his main weakness was a drug and that if that drug had suddenly been unavailable to him he would slightly crumble and that was something that he was going to try and avoid the best he could.

"I don't want too much hassle just because you are wanting to try and make a fortune off of it, If you supply I provide simple," he said putting it down on the table, "If its high quality then I will spend more, but trust me when I know if I am being ripped off," he stated straight to business he didn't think that the young teacher was as innocent as he portrayed he knew that was a mask and that was going to be something that he was going to have to have a close watch on. Hongbin took a sip from his drink thinking "If I can't offer money, in case emergency not that that would happen often, do you have other forms of payment or do you stick to cash?" he was asking questions as he didn't want to keep jumping from person to person, he was told by a source this male that sat across from him was one of the best in this area and he was too curious to just give that opportunity up.

@[D] Hongbin His phone buzzed in his pocket and when he saw the number appearing on the screen, the teacher made sure to look on every side before he could open the text he just received with the address he had to meet the other at. At least it would be a crowded place. Not that he liked those psychos, but they were the reason of Youngjae's wealth and it's not because he had entered a school which had finally accepted him as a teacher that he would stop so soon. Yet, he had never met with them personally, always selling his drugs to the biggest offering through his people but now they hadn't any right to have relating outside the school, so he had to do it himself. Youngjae wasn't stupid enough to be called courageous, yet he was that bright he couldn't be a scaredy cat. He knew that whoever he would meet would be able to do anything to get what he had to offer him, and also he wouldn't kill him as it would mean no more drugs in the future. Somehow, people, like Youngjae, thought that junkies were stupid, but when it came to get their hands upon the precious substance, they could show themselves more than smart. They became true geniuses. No, Youngjae wasn't scared, he simply wasn't up for being kidnapped and kept imprisoned in some guy's basement, the rest of his life remaining into creating drugs for junkies. Pulling on his sleeve, he recovered his hand with so he could push open the bar's door. Youngjae swept the room with his eyes, looking for anyone who would be on the edge and somehow fit perfectly this description. But first, Youngjae had to pass by the bar to order some drink just so they wouldn't be bothered later by some waiter. Drink in hands, he moved slowly toward the back corner, stopping in shock for a few seconds as he could finally get a glimpse of his customer's face, who was none other than the Doctor of the school where he'd just became a teacher. Shaking slightly his head, he got back his mind in no time and sat in front the other, along a smirk spreading over his features. "I wonder what our great Doctor is doing here," he chuckled sipping on his drink, finding funny that even someone with a social position as great as being a Doctor, could be wanting something more. "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about what you asked me, of course my silence isn't for free" the young teacher blinked his big doe eyes, showing off his angel face to the nice Doctor who will give him lot of his money.

@[T] Youngjae Hongbin needed to get away from the school, he needed to just escape in general, he felt as if bugs were crawling underneath his skin, his skin was almost raw in one spot from his scratching, god he felt that he needed a fix, he felt low, sick and randomly broke into cold sweats. He had contacted a number that he had received asking if they had what he needed and that was his special love of the white powder that he snorted quite regularly, he had texted the number to come to this bar with what he needed and that he had a large amount of cash for a decent fix and some for after. He walked into the bar, he decided that he was going to be half an hour early he had sent a text message of exactly where he was sitting, he had decided that the back corner was the place to be, he had a drink in between his hands but it was only there as decoration, he constantly tapped at it and his leg never stopped moving he just hoped the person that he was going to be seeing had the goods he wanted and that he was going to be willing enough to give them up for what he had. He would have asked the school drug department but of course he wanted to limit the people who knew in that place, he wanted to keep it as hidden as he could, he didn't want his addiction to be the downfall of his existence especially now when it could be seen as a weakness. he just hoped this person he texted wouldn't be from the school but something told him that he wasn't going to be surprised if he was a teacher or another staff member; this didn't settle well in his stomach.