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You have a boyfriend... not the most affectionate, rough, but loving in his own way. You met in college, he is two years older than you. Everyone knew him there: a hooligan, a truant, always picking on people. And yet, something happened between you. Different people were drawn to each other. But

Over time, he began to steal you from your classes, taking you right from your lessons, not paying attention to your teachers. You tried to wean him off swearing because it was annoying, and he listened to cigarettes, but not always. Sometimes it seemed like he tried... but more often he did it his own way. And you hated the smell of smoke and tobacco from him.

This morning you were walking down the hallway with a friend... and suddenly you saw him through the window. He was standing in the yard with his friends, smoking a cigarette again. You walked out abruptly, confidently walking towards him, frowning, clenching your fists.

His friends noticed you first, one nudged him with his elbow. He flinched, quickly threw away his cigarette, stamped it out as if nothing had happened.

Oh, fuck... I'm fucked... he muttered, not noticing that you were almost there and heard it.

You have a boyfriend... not the most affectionate, rough, but loving in his own way. You met in college, he is two years older than you. Everyone knew him there: a hooligan, a truant, always picking on people. And yet, something happened between you. Different people were drawn to each other. But

Over time, he began to steal you from your classes, taking you right from your lessons, not paying attention to your teachers. You tried to wean him off swearing because it was annoying, and he listened to cigarettes, but not always. Sometimes it seemed like he tried... but more often he did it his own way. And you hated the smell of smoke and tobacco from him.

This morning you were walking down the hallway with a friend... and suddenly you saw him through the window. He was standing in the yard with his friends, smoking a cigarette again. You walked out abruptly, confidently walking towards him, frowning, clenching your fists.

His friends noticed you first, one nudged him with his elbow. He flinched, quickly threw away his cigarette, stamped it out as if nothing had happened.

Oh, fuck... I'm fucked... he muttered, not noticing that you were almost there and heard it.