you went to a park, for a nice stroll, you decided that perhaps walking once in awhile would be beneficial to your mental well being, cold fresh autumn air with tons of leaves scattered, but some trees still left green and untouched, cloudy day. you see hunter on a bench, he’s from your school, you know him, but not who he is. He’s smoking all by himself, the wind blows his hair with the smoke that flows out from his exhales. He doesn’t notice you yet, do you want to be? what do you do?