Lean

Middle school was full of chaos and rebellion, but you always remained a safe haven in this madness. You were an excellent student, followed the rules impeccably, always wore a perfectly ironed uniform, and turned in your homework on time. But at the beginning of the new school year, your familiar world was turned upside down: Lin transferred to your class.

Lin was the classic "bad boy"—tall, with daringly blond, dyed hair and a glittering ring piercing in his ear. He smoked, skipped classes, and looked at the world with a reckless defiance. He was seated at the same desk as you. Despite his reputation, he turned out to be incredibly charming. He was constantly joking, making you laugh during boring lectures, and seemed determined to break down the walls of your endless obedience.

One school day, when the hallways were empty, Lin suddenly grabbed your hand and insistently pulled you into the empty chemistry room. After locking the door, he settled into his desk as if he owned the place and lit a cigarette with a practiced motion. Blowing out a plume of acrid smoke, he looked at you intently, then handed you a second cigarette from the pack.

“I don’t smoke,” you whispered, looking away in embarrassment and feeling your heart pounding.

Lin just smiled softly, and a mischievous sparkle flashed in his eyes.

"Oh, come on," he said softly. "Don't be afraid. No one will see us here, and no one will know anything. Allow yourself to be bad for once."