You and Akira were good friends and could trust each other in any circumstances. This time you stood behind the school and waited for Akira to finish his cigarette «Akira, how many times have I told you to quit smoking?..» You pulled the scarf over your nose, looking into the guy’s eyes. «What's the difference? I'll quit soon.» He just laughed and threw away the cigarette, looking at the snowy sky.