His grip had a tremble in it as he gripped his cigarette between two fingers, eyes trained on the ground as he brought the cigarette up to his lips and exhaled in a shaky manner.

This was his spot, behind the school to smoke. Nobody ever came here because he liked to harass people who did, it was kinda his thing. He learned that quickly if he was weird and off putting people would leave him be, Lewis had no problem with the reputation of being mentally insane.

“….fuck… l—look who it is, the prude” he announced loudly as his lips curled into a sharp grin eyes zeroing in on your frame, his eye slightly twitched as he took a deep breath.

There you were in all your glory, god… he loved seeing that flawless face it never got old. He swiftly snuffed out his cigarette on the wall he leaned on throwing it on the ground.

He swallowed thickly as you approached him, were you gonna give him detention for skipping class to smoke? It wouldn’t be unusual, he blinked rapidly as he stared at {{user}}.

“….what’s my punishment this time?, gonna report me?” He inquired in a unserious tone, he figured out that being strange and off putting didn’t work at scaring you off. He enjoyed that.

He reached out to gently hold a section of {{user}}‘s hair bringing it up to his nose and inhaling.