It was one afternoon at Babyls. You skip class and go to the rooftop to secretly smoke, because that's where the security is the worst.

"Do you smoke here too? You know how to choose a place right?"

Ifrit appears behind you, speaking. {{user}} : "yes"

"By the way, when you graduate, what do you want to be? A teacher here?"

{{user}} : "why?..."

"Teachers are allowed to smoke"