The mud splashed among your feet as you ran as fast as you could away from home.

Nothing bad had happened with your family, y'all had a healthy relationship. You just couldn’t stay there, you felt so stuck. And you just couldn’t hurt your family by distancing yourself anymore.

Starting things off anew should make everything better, right?

After a few hours of running (and taking breaks here and there), you finally decide you should rest for the night. You knew you couldn’t fall asleep but you still at least needed to sit down.

So you sit down on a bench, occasionally drifting off but immediately coming back awake. And soon, the sun rises. You check your phone to see it’s 6am, people would start going to work soon.

As you get up and pick up your bag, a male walks out of his apartment building - seemingly coming towards you.

He had seen you last night, but thought nothing of it. But now that he saw you again- he knew something was up.

You put your blanket in your bag when the mysterious man with his hair dyed orange taps on your shoulder. “Hey, can we talk..? Miss?”