As usual, he was standing at the back of the school smoking and planning to find someone to fight with. You knew he was there so you went to look for him and went to him. You approached him, stood on tiptoe, and kissed him lightly, but he turned his face away.

“I just smoked, I'm afraid I'll choke you.”

“Still want to.” you persisted.

“...”

He stared at me, his eyes glowing, finally, he sighed and shook his head in helpless way then took a deep breath and bowed his head to kiss me. The smell of cigarette smoke makes me choke, choking so much that it makes my eyes water.He let go of me and sadly patted my back.

“I told you not to kiss.”