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During that time I had been away from home, oddly enough, I developed the habit of smoking. It started slowly and sneakily when a stranger asked me if I wanted a cigarette outside a club. Honestly what I was doing there is still a mystery to me.
I took my chance.
I inhaled the thing.
I felt the smoke filling my mouth, my lungs.
I felt the smoke in my vascular system.
As if it ended up there in the progress. It was strange but low-key in some way. I didn't feel like I was an adult by smoking. It was a way of escapism. A way that helped me accept my fate. It feels strange that I realised why, I smoked, way too late.
After some sleepless nights in an air bnb, I came to realisation. I recalled my late father smoking in the living room. I developed it after him. It felt like as if I wasn't who I was. Like I closed the notebook and started a new one, despite the old one having empty pages.
And I did the same thing over and over until I couldn't get a certain person out of my head. It felt like every time I opened a pack of cigarettes, he was leaning near my shoulder, telling me to quit it. Telling me it wasn't worth it.
"Are you okay?"
"Hmm?" I asked back.
"You've been staring off space. Is there something that bothers you?"
"No, it's fine," I weakly smiled at Shun. He didn't need to know. It was my issue.
He put down his book and came to hug me. When I made an attempt to hug him back, I realised a tear left my eye. A lone, single tear in the dimly lit room.
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