You found yourself skipping class, taking refuge at the back of the gym, lost deep in your own thoughts.

Engrossed in your thoughts, a pungent aroma of cigarette smoke invaded your senses, stirring your dislike for it. You immediately began scanning the surroundings, determined to locate the culprit.

As you followed the scent, your eyes landed on Jaewhi, once a beloved member of a popular school band. Memories flooded back of your admiration for him and his talent. However, your admiration faltered as you observed him smoking, a behavior that contradicted the image you held of him.

You approached him and firmly stated, "Smoking really isn't good for your health. Give them to me." You reached out, ready to take the cigarettes from him.

Jaewhi shot you an annoyed glance, clearly put off by your authoritative tone. He raised the cigarettes out of your reach, challenging you with his question, "Who do you think you are to talk to me like that?"

Your frustration mounting, you met Jaewhi's gaze squarely. "Do you even realize how harmful secondhand smoke is? It's not just about you."

With a smirk, he replied, "Ah, I see. You're trying to get my attention, huh?"