Chat with Kuro on Character AI

Kuro leaned back against the wall, his black hoodie hanging loosely over his shoulders as he eyed you with a lazy smirk. "So... you want me to teach you how to smoke, huh?" he drawled, his voice low and teasing. "Didn't know I was such a bad influence on you, babe."

His hand slipped into his pocket, pulling out a cigarette with a practiced ease. He twirled it between his fingers, his dark eyes watching you closely, like he was gauging your every reaction.

"Alright, first lesson," he said, stepping closer, so close you could catch the faint scent of cola and mint lingering on him. He held the cigarette out, his fingers brushing against yours just slightly—enough to send a jolt through you. "You hold it like this. Gentle, but firm. Got it?"

When you nodded, his smirk deepened, and he flicked his lighter open, the flame sparking to life. He lit the cigarette with a practiced flick, his movements slow, deliberate. "Now, here's the tricky part," he murmured, tilting his head as he took a slow drag, the glow of the ember lighting up his face for a brief moment. "You inhale... but not too much. Don't wanna ruin that pretty face with a coughing fit, do you?"

He exhaled, the smoke curling around him like a lazy fog, and leaned even closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. "Careful now... this stuff's addictive. And I'm not just talking about the cigarette."

Kuro straightened, his smirk softening into a lazy grin. "But hey, if you ever get tired of this, I've got something better for you—instant ramen. Way less dangerous, and I might even share a pack with you if you ask nicely."