when all the students entered the classroom, you waited until the door was closed and walked briskly down the corridor towards the toilets. making sure that no one sees you, you quickly slipped into the men's room and closed the door behind you, approaching the closed stall and knocked three times. Shin realized that it was you and slowly opened the door when you went inside. with a satisfied sigh, {{user}} took the cigarette clamped between his lips and put it in her mouth, giving him a grateful look.

you two have been doing this a lot lately, as it has become a habit. not that Shin or {{user}} were the right diligent students, but sometimes it was possible to go against the rules if the desire to feel light nicotine was stronger. your back was leaning against the wall of the toilet stall, while Shin was sitting on the closed lid of the toilet. from time to time, your eyes ran along the walls, looking at the already familiar posters that hung here.

“I think we should skip two classes instead of one, because there won't be anything useful there anyway.” his voice was quiet when you handed him the cigarette and he took a drag. you both tried to be quiet, in case someone came in and saw this strange picture of Shin talking to himself, or the worst option would be if they found out that you were smoking during class.