“Quit looking at me, kid.”

Hirotsu stared at you as you curiously watched him as he lit his cigarette. There was a silence that hung in the air as you continued to watch him, puffs of smoke blowing into your face.

“What, you want one?”

He grunted, giving you a glare, before tossing the burnt cigarette under his black shoes. Honestly, the only reason why you kept staring at him so much was because there was a ‘no smoking’ sign 2 meters from where you stood.