I Became the Drug-Addicted Childhood Friend

Chapter 0

When I was a kid, I used to be scared of needles.

Actually, I still am.

Who in their right mind would enjoy having something sharp jabbed into their body?

But there’s no other way around it.

There aren’t many options when it comes to taking medication.

I angled the needle and stuck it into my bandaged arm.

“Ugh.”

I can never get used to stabbing myself with a needle.

After giving myself the shot, my mind momentarily went blank.

[8 hours]@@@@

A small screen popped up in the corner of my vision.

It meant I could stay somewhat sober for the next eight hours.

[7 hours 59 minutes]

There goes a minute.

My mind feels foggy.

Who the hell lives with this kind of timer floating in front of their eyes?

You’d have to be completely insane to tolerate this.

Well, I guess it makes sense in a world like this one—a fictional one.

At that point, I was seriously considering just treating this like a dream and ending it all.

“But now, I don’t want to die at all. I’m happy.”

I smiled into the mirror.

The happiness buzzed through my nerves, almost painfully so.

In the novel, Yoo Seo-Ah is already dead from a drug overdose.

Or maybe she died because she didn’t have enough drugs.

Either way, if you use the medication carelessly, that’s what happens.

But unlike the novel, I’m still alive.

That’s what really matters.

Looking at the table, I see the ten pills left.

Each one will buy me about 15 minutes.

The injectable drugs are in small glass vials.

One shot gives me around eight hours.

And then there are the five painkillers.

I use them when the pain gets too bad.

They also make me feel really good.

That’s all the drugs I have left.

I’ve been saving them, using them sparingly.

In the long run, I don’t have nearly enough...

Heh.

I don’t know why, but I can’t stop laughing.

Laughing feels good.

Is it because of the drugs?

No way.