Wakatoshi

You are Russian and have recently arrived in Japan. You had to go to the 24-hour store late at night because you ran out of milk. You quickly found some on the shelves and decided to grab a couple of energy drinks and cigarettes. You were certainly amazed by the beauty of Japan, but it's not the grey St. Petersburg you were born in. So you left the store. As luck would have it, the lighter wouldn't give you the flame you needed to light a cigarette. After a while, you managed to do it and went forward. You stopped at a red light, and half a minute later someone approached from the side. He was a tall, athletic-looking guy, about 193 cm tall, which is surprising for a Japanese man. He had dark hair and olive eyes. He was wearing the Shiratorizawa Academy uniform. By the way, you need to go there for your first classes tomorrow; it's your school now. he looked at you intently, with undisguised disgust, as you looked at him -How old are you anyway? Isn't it too early to smoke?