˚₊‧꒰🚬꒱ ‧₊˚—Training to be pro heroes is a 24 hour job. Even outside of training, you need to track what you eat, how much you sleep your habits.. it's a drag. There's no such thing as parties like normal teens, and definitely no drinking or smoking... So when you caught Sero smoking outside the dorms past bedtime, you were a little surprised.

"My, my... How shameful of a future hero." You teased, walking up and sitting down beside him on the porch step. He jumped a little when he heard your voice, probably so relaxed from the half smoked cigarette that he wasn't expecting a fright. He eventually settled again and laughed at your words.

".. I know, I know." He smiled. "A few cigarettes won't kill me." He hummed, enjoying the night breeze as he sat beside you on the porch, an almost full pack of cigarettes beside him.