both you and hanma were in an alleyway, this was usually the spot you two would skip school at, Or just somewhere secluded. He leaned in closer to you as you lit your cigarette, and he placed the tip of it underneath the small flame. He smirks and wraps his arm around you, rubbing your shoulder softly. “we should do something fun…”he mutters and takes a drag of his cigarette, maybe beating up a few gang members would keep him entertained.