First taste of smoke, addictive yet a bit unlikable.
(Tune in Song—From the first time, by laufey. )
Chapter 1.
First taste of a smoke.
Authored by [email protected]
After party of the College Orientation.
In the Pub of Tokyo, Japan.
I still remember well it was too busy in the pub, in japan pub's are allways busy at the nighttime, Senior's were forcing us to drink and I was too drunk to care.
My head was down at the table my right hand was at my temple. "Your third Year seniors are here lift your head up", Hanamichi senpai said ragging all of us, I lifted my head up even tho it was paining like I could die any second, I greeted all the seniors one by one my eyes stop's at her mesmerizing beautie.
"Ah and that moment my soul knew that my heart didn't, that she will ruin me, Ruin me for others. Cause if I would have knew the future I would have kept my distance from her that day.
And maybe it was the beginning, beginning of everything, of us, she bought to me, my first everything Love, Pain, Sex, First Emotional attachment to a Stranger, and—the end of us.
It all began in spring, that year, the moment of us, and ended in the next winter like as the snow fell slowly in the earth. The season's of us. Where she teache him the love and ended it too. The season of first love, and a new beginning of my genuine love.
Sweet as her voice was—May I sit here She said" Softly, Ss.. Sure I replied" as I closed my eyes because of feeling a sudden ray of light, and rubs both of them with my one hand fingers, Since my head was paining as I open my eyes from the dark, Here, she said" Her Sweet Voice and a offering of a glass of Water was in front of me.
"these man's can be so much", She placed the glass at his side of table, than from the pocket of her coat she pulls out the small packet and slides it over to him, he picked it up With a blurry Vision somehow he read the label, the Hangover pills,
Thanks Senpai, He muttered".
...as he lifted his head, his eyes met her's the beautiful "Dark Silver eyes", a silent scream awaken in his heart amidst the chatter of the people's. A Warm silence was there between them, breaking through casually she leaned in, her posture was relaxed, but her every moment radiated a playfull, yet curious and faintly seductive Look.
Air in the pub was hazy with the laughter and the chatter of the people's, the faintest scent of a grilled yakitori. The afterparty of a college orientation had just begun to fade, groups of students had already drifted out into the neon night, leaving behind half-empty glasses and forgotten jackets. I leaned back against the wall, feeling the warmth of the Sake still humming through my veins, quietly glancing at her.
She turned toward me — Amano Reze — her hair falling slightly over her cheek, her eyes catching the dim golden light. She asked "So what's your name? her voice soft but curious, like a song I almost recognized.
"youshimura Senkai" I said"
Sen–kai she said my name, maybe I was still too drunk, but it sounded so sweet when she said it.
I smiled gently, trying to sound composed though the room felt like it was swaying. "You make it sound so sweet like poetry,"I murmured, unable to look away.
She laughed quietly, setting her drink down. "Maybe it is. But every name carries a story, doesn't it?"
"Then what's about yours? Senpai" I asked, though I already knew.
"Amano Reze," she said, tilting her head with a faint smile. "But everyone just calls me Reze. Amano sounds too formal."
I nodded. "Reze… like a rain," I whispered.
She looked at me, surprised. "Rain?"
"Yeah. Something about you feels like a, the moment before it starts raining — calm, Yet alive. Makes you want to stand still and just… wait."
Her smile softened, and for a brief second, the noise of the chatter of people and the pub's faded. It was just us — two strangers who had somehow found a quiet corner in the chaos.
"Maybe you're still drunk," she said teasingly, brushing her hair back. "Maybe," I replied. "Or maybe I finally met someone worth being drunk around." Reze looked away, but I could see the small curve of her lips — that almost-hidden smile that would haunt me long after the night ended.
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A quietness came around both again—
Hanamichi was looking at them from a while as he slammed his empty glass on the counter, sloshing the last drops of beer onto the sticky wood, as He squinted at the two across from him—his junior Senkai, grining like an idiot, and the Reze leaning in just a bit too close, her perfume cutting through the alcohol and chaos.
"Oi," Hanamichi slurred, pointing at her with the kind of shaky authority only a half-drunk guy could muster. "You—" he jabbed a finger toward her, "don't you dare involve him in your little games. He's is my junior, don't mess with that, he said.
Then he turned to him, "eyes narrowing. "And you… don't fall for that smile. That's a dangerous smile, you hear me?"
Bit awkward and bit annoyingly, She'd said to one of a friend of hanamichi, hey. he is far way too drunk you guy's should take him and drop him home before he starts talking nonsense.
Senaki, He'd laughed, brushing it off too, saying lightly come on senpai your are drunk, but Hanamichi didn't. He leaned back with a crooked grin, shaking his head. "I'm serious. You think this is just fun, but I've seen how it ends. Not once, not twice, many times I am telling you kouhai kun (junior).
A senior I didn't knew, while going out tap's her shoulder lightly she said, while leaveing I'm going for the smoke wanna join. sure, "Reze She said getting up, and following her friends.
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The laughter from upstairs faded as the door swings shut behind them. The night air is sharp, tasting faintly of a rain and cigarettes.
Reze leans against the metal railing, the light from the street below sketching gold across her face.
She takes a slow drag — elegant, practiced — the kind that says she's been through things he can't yet name. Smoke slips from her lips like a sigh., she's learned to control.
I lingered by the doorway, hands in pockets, unsure whether i'll followed her or was simply pulled by her orbit. Reze quietly, she glances at him — eyes dark, unreadable. You are out too? She asks, "He replied just taking the fresh air after getting sober up.
For a moment, neither speaks. only sound was the low hum of traffic below, and the scratch of her breath turning to smoke.
"Wanna smoke?" She asks
He shakes his head. "I don't. Never have."
She tilts her head, lips curving just enough to make it unclear if she's teasing or testing him.
She studies him — like a challenge, like a question. Then, with a half-smile that could ruin a man, she holds out the cigarette.
"Try. Just once." He hesitates, "just once she said" then he takes it. The filter is warm from her lips. He breathes in too deep, coughs, how do people even enhales this, He said "under his breath — embarrassed.
She doesn't laugh. She just watches him.
"See?" she says softly. "It burns first. But then it stays." But if you stay with it... it stops burning. It starts to feel like you need it. He meets her gaze, unsure if she's talking about the cigarette — or about her. Silence hums, alive and the dangerous. Somewhere below, the city moves on, unaware that something fragile and irreversible has just begun.
He exhales, the smoke drifting between them like a confession neither dares to make. The city feels far away. But Her eyes don't. She smiled faintly, since you got sober now, how about you drop me home?
A silence went through as he thought.
I knew, I knew what this meant, a dangerous invitation, but I still went along with it, ignoring the world.
Why? Maybe... I liked her from the start.
I gone in grabbed both of our coat's as I followed her out, I'v told my self as I made up mind I am just going to walk her home and "no more".
But.
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The streets outside Pub's were unusually quiet for Tokyo, the glow of neon signs washing the pavement in streaks of pink and blue. Senkai walked beside Reze, hands tucked awkwardly into his pockets, still feeling the leftover buzz from the orientation party.
They had only just met that evening, but somehow they'd ended up leaving together, their laughter trailing softly through the night air.
Until he was walking her home." The words of his senpai hanamichi hung there for a moment—half a joke, half a warning, before her sweet voice hit again.
"You're pretty quiet for a first-year," Reze teased, swaying slightly as her heels clicked against the sidewalk. Her tone carried the easy authority of someone used to being listened to, but her smile softened the words. Senkai Rubbed the back of his neck, glancing at her sideways. "I just… don't talk much around people. But you—" He hesitated, then added with a faint smile, "—you made it less awkward."
She chuckled, the sound low and amused. "That's because I'm your senpai (Senior). Three years' worth of practice in making a nervous freshmen loosen up." Her eyes glinted under the streetlights, catching him in a way that made his Heart tighten. "Besides, you've looked like you'll vanish into the wallpaper if someone didn't drag you into the conversation." he laughed softly, admitting, "Maybe I would've."
By the time they reached her apartment, the easy banter had shifted into a quieter rhythm. She paused at the gate, turning to him with a lingering look. "You really were going to just walk me here and leave, huh?" she asked, tilting her head. he'd nodded "yes", though his pulse betrayed him. "That was the plan," he said.
She stepped closer, her voice lowering as she added, "You're sweet… you've know but sometimes, plans are meant to be broken."
Her fingers brushed his sleeve, then curled around his wrist, firm but not forceful. The playful senpai he had walked with all night seemed to fade, replaced by something sharper, more deliberate.
"Come upstairs with me," she murmured, her gaze steady on his eyes. Did he didn't knew what she meant "No he knew well. Senkai, torn between nerves and curiosity, he asked a question before finally letting her lead him toward the building's entrance. Why me?
Why you asked? She said" Hum... Cause at the after party you looked like lonely, alone if I didn't taken care of you, you'd vanish, disappear, alone somewhere I don't know of, I'll know that feeling too, You feel alone, lonely, a burning pain listening to your heart.
Somewhere he knew If he let her go "Tonight" he might lose her forever for the first time that night, he felt the world's tip into something unexpected.
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Elevator ride was quiet, broken only by the soft hum of machinery and the faint shuffle of their shoes. He'd stood stiffly at her side, his reflection in the mirrored walls betraying the nervousness he tried to hide. Reze, leaning casually against the rail, watched him with an amused tilt to her lips, as though she could see straight through his composure. she smiled "Relax," she said softly, her voice a low ripple in the silence. "I'm not going to bite." you know.
When the doors slid open, she led him down a narrow hallway, her steps confident, his bit hesitant. Inside her apartment, the air was warm and faintly scented with jasmine. She kicked off her heels with a sigh of relief and tossed her bag onto the couch, turning to face him. "You can sit if you want," she offered, almost teasing. Senkai hovered awkwardly near the doorway, unsure if he made the right decision or not by following her. His heart thudded too loudly in his chest, and somewhere he wondered if she could hear it.
Reze crossed the room slowly, every movement unhurried yet deliberate. She take's the mug from the counter and pour water from the sink, while drinking the water she leaned against the edge of the counter, holding the cup as she studied him. "You're nervous," she said, more observation than question's, Senkai finally stepping further into the room. "I just didn't expect… this," he admitted, his voice quiet as ever expression calm. Her smile softened, as she look's at him, than "What did you expect? That I'd thank you politely at the door and disappear?"
The playful glint in her eyes kept his gaze locked on hers. She moved closer, the distance between them shrinking by deliberate inches, giving him every chance to step back. He didn't. When she reached him, her hand brushed lightly against his arm, barely there, enough to spark heat under his skin.
"You can leave if you want," she whispered, her tone softer now, almost a dare, She gave it to me he said.
He looked at her, caught in the weight of her nearness, the calm patience of someone who knew exactly how to blur the line between danger and desire. I breathed out slowly, the tension stretching thin, sweet, and unbearable. And then, with the faintest nod I'll Stay, he said.
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A little smile went through her lips as...
First kiss lingered like a spark, and when Reze pulled back, i thought it was over—until her eyes softened and she leaned in again for a kiss. This time, her lips pressed against mine with a more certainty, less of a question and more of an answer. His breath caught, but he didn't hesitated. Instead He responded, letting the kiss deepen, as his nerves melted down into the warmth of her closeness.
Her hand slid's from his jaw to the back of his neck, drawing him closer, while his own hands hovered awkwardly than finally resting against her waist. The moment was slow, careful, as if neither wanted to break the fragile thread that held them together. The taste of her like a smoke lingered— bitter yet sweet, intoxicating, laced with the faint burn of a Whiskey—and Senkai He felt it his pulse quicken within every second.
When they parted just enough to breathe, Reze's forehead rested against his, her lips brushing words into the small space between them. "You're a fast learner," she teased, her voice hushed but playful, her breath warming his skin. He smiles. "Maybe I just had the right teacher".
Her laughter was soft, almost a sigh, before she kissed him again—slower, deeper, letting the tension unravel in deliberate threads. What began as restraint shifted into something fuller, more consuming. Silence of her apartment wrapped around them, broken only by the gentle sound of their lips meeting again and again, each kiss a step further into the unspoken.
By the time She finally pulled back, her eyes searched his, with a flicker of something more serious, something that felt like both a warning and an invitation. "Careful," she whispered, her lips brushing his once more. "If you keep kissing me like that, you won't get to leave tonight."
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Warning in her voice only made senkai's chest tighten, but instead of stepping back, he leaned forward, claiming her lips again with more courage than before. This time, there was no hesitation—only the pull of heat that had been simmering between them since they'd left the party. Reze's arms wrapped around his neck, drawing him fully against her, and he felt the last traces of his restraint slip away.
She guided him backward toward the couch, never breaking their kiss, her movements confident yet unhurried. When they sank onto the cushions, she shifted into his lap with the ease of someone who knew exactly what she wanted, her fingers threading through his hair. Senkai's hands against her waist,the warmth of her body pressed close steadied him. Each kiss grew deeper, hungrier, their breaths mingling in a soft, uneven gasps.
Reze pulled back just enough to look at him, her eyes half-lidded, searching his. "You're sure?" she asked, her voice husky but steady. The question caught him off guard, but without hesitation, his words coming rough and honest: "I don't want to stop. "Something flickered in her gaze—a mix of relief and desire—before she kissed him again, harder this time, sealing the choice.
Clothes became less important in the blur of touches and stolen breaths, each layer shed carefully between lingering kisses. Time felt suspended, the outside world erased until there was only the two of them, tangled together under the glow of the city filtering through her window. Senkai he marveled at how easily he forgot his nerves, how natural it felt to let himself be led by her, yet still finding moments where his own hunger matched hers.
Their first night together unfolded not in haste but in waves—slow, deliberate, drawn out like a secret they weren't supposed to share but couldn't resist. And when at last the rush settled, leaving them breathless in the quiet aftermath, Reze's head rested against his shoulder, His hand at her waist tightly hugging her they both knocked out By the tiredness of the night, and drinks.
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"At the Morning, he had just woken up, Senkai he looks around, she was not at beside him, he'll got up and sit as he rubbed his face, his eyes goes at the nightstand table beside the bed, It had a note pad and writen on it was.
You seemed tired "so I left early before you. l've had a morning class, In the kitchen counter I've made a breakfast for you too have it, and too causally, too chill "let's forgot about the last night.
Somewhere we both Wanted it at last and, let's stay on a good terms as a Senpai and Kohai (Senior and junior).
Fuck! He shouted.
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Haha haha... Who.. who did you had a one night with Reze Senpai Masamune Said" Ah.. yeah he Said, last night she had her eyes on him I knew Hanamichi Said while walking" And he still didn't took my Warning.
Why, Is she that Bad or What? He asks I mean she seemed sweet and kind and with a pause remembering her words, in some sort of pain.
Hanamichi say's Oh damn Another one even after getting that note, "So what he said, You don't know the Hearts she have eaten that Vixen hanamichi said, Masamune laughs, senkai he say's wait, am I missing something here, a lot Masamune said while laughing.
Hanamichi puts his hand at his shoulder and say's let this Senpai of your tell you about the biggest four great Vixens of our third year.
Tachibana Rui, Kujou Sara, hayuga Hinata and Amano Reze the one you slept With, What? He said has she been with that many guys "no But count is not low either i know that much Hanamichi Senpai Said". It's actually cuz she has the most desire able body and looks.
Senkai say's Ah fuck it, I am going I don't even wish to listen "Yeah Wait for me Masamune said as he runs after him.
...Sigh, Hanamichi say's concerned, let's hope It be a another lesson for him and he stay's away from her, should I tell cella about it,
Let it be I guess, he won't go after her hearing this anyway...
Senkai was walking inside the campus, many of the girls and boys approaches both friend's and harassed both friends, saying to join the club, handing out the Phamplet's.
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He'd had only been trying to cut through the campus faster, dodging all of those who where trying to persuade him into joining their club. Running from them all was, when he pushed open the wrong door—and stumbled straight into the hushed dark of the college theatre.
A person standing next Shush... him. Ah.. sorry. He said, "Look ahead at the stage and be quite a play is about to begin guy next to him said.
He tilt's his head through Ward's the Stage as...
He froze at the back, blinking into the dim light spilling over the stage. There, beneath the amber glow, stood her—Amano Reze, his enigmatic senior, draped in a flowing kimono, opposite of tomorrow, elegant, gracefull, her sweet voice weaving poetry through the silence like silk.
Audience sat entranced, but all he could do was stare. Her every movement seemed unreal, like something from a dream half-remembered.
For a moment He forgot the note she'd left at the morning, forgot his Anger—forgot even how to breathe. In that moment, as she turned toward the crowd with a flicker of sorrow in her eyes, he realized he'd walked into more than just a play.
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play continues—her silk kimono shimmering with shades of rose and ivory, each fold whispering a story of love and longing. Cherry blossoms drifted down from the rafters like tender memories.
Lantern light reveals an old-era stage, yet the story was mix original of the their script, Reze enters dressed as a noblewoman of a bygone age, her kimono muted, restrained, like a heart taught not to ask too much. Chorus speaks of a lord of a clan who vanished without farewell, leaving only silence behind.
She kneels before an unopened letter, her voice steady but trembling beneath ritual grace.
"He did not leave because love ended," she said softly. "He left because love was dangerous." to him.
As she tells story of a man bound by the bloodlines and wealth, by family hierarchies heavier than devotion—of a lover who chose distance so she would not be wounded by the life he was trapped in.
"To protect me," she whispers, smiling sadly stupid she said, "he became the one to who hurt me." at last Petals fall as she reaches for an empty space beside her, where he should have stood.
In the final act, she rises—not broken, but changed. as she faces the audience, no longer a woman waiting, but one who understands.
"Love that runs away is still love," she says, placing her hand over her heart. "And love that ends without goodbye still leaves a beginning behind." She bows to the past, to the man who chose fear over honesty, and to the girl she once was.
For a brief moment, her eyes shine—not with tears, but with resolve—as if forgiving him through was the right itself.
Curtain falls to hushed applause, heavy and reverent, because the audience felt it now: this was not just a play little did Senkai knew.
It was Reze's written script, of a love once she ha— transformed into the history—romantic, aching, and brave enough to be remembered.
as the show ended. she bowed her head, the lanterns dimmed, leaving only a gentle light upon her face — a symbol of love that endures beyond time.
Curtains closed as the light Turn's on, What the play ended this quick Senkai said.
The Person next to him before leaving says cause you come after the interval.
See ya around... Oh they are doing the curtain call, All the actors came out for the curtain call.
wait a min.. Where's the heroine(Reze)? He thought in mind.
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