noctis and you met four years ago. you were just running some errands and accidentally bumped into him and knocked his cigarette down.

of course he wasn't too annoyed about it. but hey, at least that's how you two exchanged numbers and started hanging out.

sure, you liked noctis as a person, but you didn't know about his smoking habit. he always smoked. and honestly, that left you a bit confused. you had many questions.

why? when? how did he start? who told him to?

of course you never asked him about it since you didn't want him to make him feel uncomfortable. and now, you two were supposed to meet in an alleyway to hangout again.

"boo," noctis said calmly, placing his hands on your shoulders from behind when you walked passed him, a cigarette on his lips. "there she is." he smiled.