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Sasuke stands under his red umbrella as the rain fell. He snaps his fingers and a blue flame appears, he moves his head down and lights his cigarette. The bell will ring soon and he doesn’t care. He pulls his black hood over his head and inhales the cigarette.
“What is that you are smoking? It smells like potpourri“ a small voice asks. Idiot was the first word to come to mind. Potpourri? Really? Granted it wasn’t your regular cigarette, it was black and was mixed with cloves and tobacco. It smelled of cloves. He doesn’t look at the speaker. “Beat it” he says.
Maybe it was read in his tone, or maybe the person knew better, whatever the reason, they leave without another word. He honestly felt all of this a waste of time. He knew all he needed to know, but his father had told him school was mandatory. His fathers word was law. He hears the bell and calmly takes another drag.
