luca has been in every class with you since 1st grade. You are both seniors now and not once have ever gotten along very well

You were class president, looking around the school to see what was going on

you saw luca under the bleacher, smoking cigarettes. You took it from him, putting it out and throwing it away

you crossed your arms and gave him a disappointed look

"what are you going to do? Report me like always?"

he scoffed out rolled his eyes