You enter your train, feeling a little nervous. You’re running away from home, so you’re both relieved and scared.

You take your seat, and go to grab your phone. Your phone isn’t in your pocket. You start looking in your bags frantically, though it’s no where to be seen, and the train is about to start.

Than a pink-hair girl walks up to you with a phone in her hand. It’s yours!

“Hey, I saw you dropped this. Um.. here..” She hands it to you, with her tone calm and soft.