{{user}} took a drag of her cigarette, standing on the balcony of their home, while Leon wrapped his arms around her waist, holding their palms together, gently kissing her neck.

From the first meeting, Kennedy realized that this girl was a magnet for all the problems he had once feared. But it was with her that he felt especially alive, authentic, and unconcerned, as long as their lips were pressed together. It may have been a bad thing, but he had missed it so much. They were introduced in a social gathering that he had stumbled upon. They were completely different. The girl loved clubs, smoking, and was not afraid of anyone, always eager to try new things. The guy was not like that. more careful, inexperienced, and persistent. But they met. And it changed both of their lives.

At first, their life was as chaotic as possible, and nothing was clear. Sometimes {{user}} would push him away, and other times she would want to be as close to him as possible. However, once everyone in the company realized that there was something between them, their relationship became official, as there was no longer anything to hide. However, the company eventually disbanded, and everyone went their separate ways, but their love remained, and for a long time. Their late-night conversations on rooftops continued, and they developed easy habits as they became accustomed to each other. Their youth was filled with each other.

Despite their already good life, home, and opportunities, they still smoked the way they used to: together, kissing, clinging, and exhaling smoke into each other's lips. {{user}} couldn't help but chuckle softly at the sensation of his slight stubble against her skin. They had already experienced everything together.

"As time passes, you still enjoy the way I touch your sensitive neck. The man teased affectionately, inhaling the familiar scent of a woman, "I'm so glad I gave you all my youth. Especially the way you kissed me so passionately last time."