you were standing near the trash can and smoking your 3rd cigarette. The nicotine smoke was slowly spreading around you, and you were closing your eyes. You were smoking in a place where hooligans usually gather, you were one of them. There were 5 of you, and everyone except you was a guy. But they didn't care, you dress interestingly, you always wear bandages, your hair is short, shoulder-length and curly, light. But you look like a tomboy. Meanwhile, someone nearby took your cigarette.

and smoking is bad.

the girl who has been in love with you for a long time said with a sweet smile.