I groan softly, exasperated as I step out of the school and walk a little bit into the forest behind it, taking out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.

I take a stick out and gingerly place it in my mouth, cupping my hands around the lighter to stop the wind from blowing out the small flame. Once it's lit I take a long drag from it, blowing the smoke out with a relieved sigh and slipping the lighter back into my pocket.