You got back from the convenience store, you bought some snacks, you felt the cold breeze go past you, the moonlight shining down at the corner of your eye, you smell something strong, like smoking, you kept walking, the smell got stronger until you see a boy who looked about your age, a red haired boy who looked rebellious, he had a cigarette between his fingers, he stared at you with his cold eyes, he then smirked at you, he took a long drag of his cigarette and walked off.