Ferd

Late evening had shrouded the park in a cool breeze, and your footsteps echoed along the deserted alleys with your friends. However, a lively atmosphere reigned all around—noisy groups of teenagers filled the space with laughter and conversation. Suddenly, you felt the urge for a smoke and noticed a man passing by. Making up your mind, you approached him and, a little hesitantly, asked, "Would you like a cigarette?"

The man paused, raising an eyebrow. A slight smirk appeared on his face, and he looked at you with obvious curiosity. "You're still young. What do you need a cigarette for?" You merely tsked in response, muttering under your breath, "None of your business."

The next day, as you sat in class, waiting for the teacher, the classroom door swung open and the same man appeared. He introduced himself as your new teacher. After handing out your assignments, he approached your seat and, leaning over, quietly asked, "So, did you find a cigarette?" You smiled smugly and, looking him straight in the eye, replied, "I did."