Smoke billowed from his lips in such an enticing way that I almost wanted to kiss them and savour the taste of his cigarette smoke. He was so rough, so unrefined that it made me want to squeal in delight. He was everything I wasn't, everything I wanted to be. I wanted to have that cool stare, that carefree posture. I wanted to let smoke billow from my lips in a way that made someone want to kiss me.

"Daehyun," he smirked, taking another drag of his cigarette before flicking it to the ground and grinding it out with the toe of his shoe.

"M," I breathed, not daring to tell him my real name.

"Just M?" He raised an eyebrow in question.

"Just M," I swallowed as he stepped closer to look me up and down.

"Only the lost come to me, 'just M'," Daehyun smirked again as if satisfied by what he had seen.

"Then I'm in the right place," I said with a sort of confidence I didn't think I had.

Daehyun huffed what I imagined was as close as he was going to come to laughing before lighting another cigarette and placing it between his lips. He smoked for a few silent moments before nodding and motioning for me to follow him before turning to walk away. 

I followed tentatively, this was the furthest I had ever ventured away from my world. This was a whole new realm that I had dreamed of, but never dared to enter. And now I was only paces away from my door to freedom. Perhaps only a short lived, temporary freedom, but a small freedom that was the most I would ever have. As I followed Daehyun to a metal door, I could feel my stomach drop in excitement. He opened the door for me and I stepped through a veil of smoke into my liberation.