He was smoking his cigarette while I stared at him, who the hell is he? He looks in his early twenties. But I would have known about him.
"How long are you going to stare? or do you want a cigarette yourself?" He said still not looking at me.
I have never smoked before, but some people said that it helps relieve stress and damages your lungs in return. Should I?
I nod at him and he gives me one. He then pulls out a lighter and lights it.
"Is this your first time? When you light it you have to breathe through it." He said as he grabbed me by the chin.
He is way too close! I try to break out of his grip, but then. Click. My mask fell off. I look at him with horror in my eyes.
"Aren't you too young to smoke?" He asked as he let go of me.
I backed away from him and looked down for my ma
