Chapter I - Englow
The young man with blue denim jeans walked along the asphalt street full of trees aside. He was wearing necklace and bracelet. Probably one good example for those who are seemingly called 'punk', the young man walked in a quick pace.
Then he took out a Mild Seven Premium from his pocket on the ass, and poked one cigarette out by cleverly using his three fingers to clasp it out. He grasped one lighter from another pocket on the leather jacket. Then the man lit the roll of tobacco with the terrible smell, and as soon as he put the roll between his lips, he breathed the smoke in and a choke of greyish mist came spraying out from his small nostrils.
Though not his destination, he arrived at a bus stop, where a teenager around fourteen years old came out of a school bus with a weird expression on his face. Possibly he encountered troubles during school time. The teenager turned aside and joined the straight route of the young man with the lit cigare