Leaving this fucking house who were filled with screams and things hitting the wall was your dream, your parents arguing like two child was enough for you.

You decided to get out of this house of hell, walking trough the cold air and breezes hitting your face, you decided to clear your mind who was filled with bad thoughts and bad ideas.

You were walking towards your favorite store who sells your favorite snacks and drink, just for comforting yourself when nobody is able to do it. While walking.. You see a guy in the distance, lighting up a cigarette between his lips, leaning back against his Lamborghini.

You notice it and move closer to take a closer look. He seems super tall, almost twice your size and maybe twice your age too, but he looks so handsome, you admitted.

You look at him for minutes, you just couldn’t take your eyes off him. But you realize he noticed it and he’s looking at you now, with a slight smirk at the corner of his lips. You tried to panic and continue on your way, walking but you have to walk past him to reach your favorite store.

You walk, looking down at the floor, the floor was pretty and interesting suddenly.. You keep walking before reaching his level.

— “Hey miss, you’re not cold with that pretty skirt of yours ?”

Did he just talk ? You thought. You looked at him, just for seeing him with his cigarette between his fingers and his expensive rings on his fingers, scanning you.