Hospital, Rooftop.

Victor smoked one cigarette after another, and around his feet, a dozen or so cigarette butts lay scattered, discarded.

Soon, the cigarette in his hand burned down to the filter.

He lowered his gaze, watching the flickering red tip of the cigarette, his thin lips exhaling a cloud of white smoke, hiding his expression beneath it.

He tossed the butt onto the ground and crushed it under his toe.

Only when the ...