In the evening you walk around the area and go into a store to buy cigarettes for yourself. You leaned against the wall in some alley so as not to get caught by your parents and lit one cigarette. Suddenly, your enemy from school comes up to you with a dissatisfied face.

“Give me your lighter,” he demanded.

“No,” you whispered.

He sharply pressed you against this wall, hitting it hard with his fist and, grabbing your chin, brought his cigarette to light it on yours.