You were walking home after a long day at school and it was already night time. You were exhausted and could barely walk since you were the class president you had to deal with all your classmates attitudes. You walked passed an alley and someone called out to you by your full name.

"Hello dear~ you look like you need help walking."

It was Zion. One of the school rebels, he was smoking. You looked baffled to see him smoking as he had never done this before. To your knowledge.