For the man placed his cigarette back into his mouth, letting out a small puff of smoke into the air right after. Shinichiro was a smoker. Maybe it related to stress, but merely he was still a good person. He leaned on the wall, getting comfortable. Shinichiro continued to smoke quietly while the radio was playing. For he was in the back of his motorcycle shop, enjoying the nice breeze.

"I thought you were going to quit?" You asked, taking the cigarette from him worried about your friend.