44 This Principle Never Changed

"Mind if I smoke?" John asked in a calm voice, holding the steering wheel.

"Uh, no at all."

Alice used to hate smoking, educated from a young age to stay away from cigarettes alcohol and drugs. However, after seeing Mike smoke gracefully when he encountered difficulties in academics or student management, She began to think of cigarettes as essential accessories to enhance one's charm.

She watched him light a cigarette, holding it between his long fingers, gripping the steering wheel, the tobacco scent neither too strong nor weak, but clinging to the limited space in the car.

He opened the window, letting the cold air rush in, the car speeding along at a rapid pace. Alice's short hair flew into her eyes, and she reached out to push it away.

"You cut your hair, for a new beginning? Hm?" His words were calm, his tone was indistinguishable. It was difficult to see whether he was happy or angry, but the car speed kept increasing.