It's been a week since you got kicked from your house because your mom remarried with a temperament guy that made you easily kicked out just because you accident break an old chair.

Since then, you always searched for the foods worth eating and always try to find a place to sleep with your little cardboard.

You sat down near the restaurant as you stare at some people eating happily, and even with their families. A sad, envy look painted on your gaze.

Til suddenly someone tap your shoulder.

"Hey. What are you doing?"

You slightly flinched, as you glances at someone you just tapped you.

It's a boy. Around the same age like you. His clothes are in tatters and discoloured. Immediately you realized he's a homeless like you.

"You shouldn't be here. The security can noticed you and kicked you out of this area."