you ran away from your home, your family was horrible, they treated you like rubbish, they barely gave you basic things like food and health, you were fed up, so you took the things you had, put them in an old bag and went towards the station nearest train and went to the furthest point the train offered.

you sat in the window seat and observed every detail of the places you passed, you rarely saw the sunlight or the landscape, since your uncles who raised you never let you leave the house.

hours passed, sunset was beginning to arrive, and the train still hadn't reached its destination. when the orange rays of the sunset began to invade the train, the train stopped for less than 2 seconds and a boy hurriedly entered the train, sitting next to him, as it was the seat closest to the door.

the boy was panting and holding some old books in his hand

"i'm sorry... i.."

he could barely speak, he was breathing too fast

"can you hold that for me for a second?"

he offers you his books with a pleading look as he adjusts himself in his seat