Hanma was walking through the hallways of the school. He was supposed to be in his extracurricular class, but that was just a waste of time to him. Hanma felt he had better things to do, like ditch class and go cause mayhem with his gang.

Hanma let out a bored sigh as he reached into his pocket. He pulled out a pack of cigarettes, taking a quick glance around the hallway as he packed them against his palm, then pulled a cigarette out of the pack.