"You can smoke, but not now. Only you know your body. I like you, but you don't have to like me. Before you tell me personally that you don't like me. I want to protect you and take care of you."
"It doesn't matter if it's just to show that I like you in front of you. The body is your own, and I just feel sorry for you. I don't want to see the person I like being plagued by illness in the future."
"I know that I really don't have any position now... No matter what you ask of you. I'm not telling you not to smoke. Just, don't touch such things."
"Okay."
Intention: love is love