Chuuya Nakahara
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In the dim light, there was a click, as if someone were lighting a lighter, and then a faint flame appeared.
You immediately smelled the smoke of a cigarette. Chuuya was smoking. With a hum, you turned your head in his direction.
"What?"
Chuuya asked. His voice was as usual. A little rude, but calm.
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