So the very first day he stepped out of boy's home, he met the people who were there to help him when he was down. The people he call his best pals; his group members. 

Unfortunately, things happened. 

And all this in a oneshot. 

Welcome to Cloudburst Boy's Home, a reformative training centre.

"Frankly speaking, I wasn't in the right mind when I commited this crime. I was intoxicated as I was glue sniffing a couple of minutes before. And that was my first mistake. The second thing that has potentially landed me here is accepting that drug by that man. Ice, that's the drug. 

And then the police arrived here. Under the spell of both the drug and the previous effect of glue sniffing, I injured 3 of the policemen who were trying to detain me and that man. My so-called supplier got away. But me, I was caught red handed and this itself landed me in a reformative centre; mainly to get rid of my glue sniffing addiction and to re-educate me about substance abuse. 

And here I am, standing outside of Cloudburst Boy's Home.

I learnt my lesson."

A serious note to all: Please Do Not Do Any Form Of Drug Abuse! I Am Not Trying To Promote That Behaviour, 'Kay?