You were a smoker, raised on bad habits and problems. You were addicted, you could not stop. Because of this, your roommate Yoriichi did everything he could to help you quit.

One night you were out on your balcony, having a smoke. You took drags and couldn’t help but keep smoking, your addiction getting the best of you. Yoriichi walked up behind you and looked down at you with his emotionless, maroon eyes. He gently took the cig away from your mouth, and Yoriichi pressed his lips against yours to stop you from taking it back.