The crackling of oil over the frying pan becomes its melody. A thin white plume of smoke wafts when the egg liquid begins to clot. On the other hand, a toast was ready to be served and was waiting to be smeared with butter and seasoning. A scrambled egg sandwich is a simple breakfast to start the day. Buzzing a random beat, Michelle positions herself as the best chef of the century, at least for herself. Despite not being too fond of a blend of eggs with white bread, Michelle tried today’s challenge by making egg sandwiches. Suppose she was too happy with the last few days.Ten days have passed since she met Eugene Ahn—idol, Prince, soul mate, dream husband, or whatever she wants to call it. Michelle’s days are noticeably more colourful. She sees everything brighter. A person may think of her as a person with a cocaine addiction because her hallucinates excessively. But Michelle can swear, the world seems easier to go through since seeing Eugene Ahn.‘It’s all because of Eugene! He pu

“EUGENE!”“Wait a minute, man!” Eugene hurriedly grabbed the bathrobe, hooked it as tightly as possible and then grabbed the doorknob. “What is it?!”Before him stood another tall man with a smile as bright as a 200-watt lamp. Yup, Christopher Park also participated in settling in Japan for the holidays. Eugene wouldn’t mind if that guy didn’t interrupt a quiet day. But Eugene hoped too much. Anyone knows a Christopher Park won’t stand still unless his ass gets a thorn in it.“Are you going to the Pub? My friend’s taking me there right now. Tsk, no wonder you’ve been on your cell phone for so long?”Eugene hid the phone behind his body. “Who’s your friend? If you are a foreigner, it is better to go alone.”Christopher’s advantage is that he finds it easy to make friends wherever he is. Eugene often calls this deliberate carelessness because it could be that evil easily comes because Christopher-friendly Park allows strangers to be close to him.“Mike took me,” Christopher said excited

That skinny leg steps across the zebra where pedestrians cross. The young man tightened his grip on the backpack. It was quite cold in the morning, and he had neither a coat or a warm jacket to keep he warm.Lucky Nathan made it to the bus stop without being late. Waiting for a bus to take him to school. He doesn't have to run like he did last time. Long enough to wait, but it's better this way than losing another bus. Within walking distance are seen young men squeezing other weaker men. Nathan immediately took his eyes off him as he accidentally met one of the bullies.His heart skipped a beat as the corner of his eye caught the crowd walking toward him. Nathan couldn't hide his trembling hands. He's scared, he's really scared. It's better to just disappear right now. Lucky for the bus he had been waiting for before the young man got where he was. Hurry Nathan onto the bus and sit on one of the seats by the window. He tried to act natural when the group looked up at him. As the bus

Tock.. Tic.. Tock..The thin hand began to move with rigor. The process of consciousness coming back takes time until it is able to perfectly coordinate his body. A 16-year-old boy wakes up with a tremendous amount of fatigue. Like a bone shattered from the inside, it's numb.His slant-eyed eyes circled the room where he was. Suffice it to say that this was his bed and not a green hill full of trees."Aaah!"His head's throbbing like crazy. It feels like he's about to burst and there's nothing he can do to stop this misery.His skinny body limped all the way to the bathroom. Roughly open a medicine box that depends, looking for a white bottle where he can stop this pain. By rashly taking a bluish pill from the inside out, some of them slipped off and went into the sink. He didn't have enough time to pick them off one by one, and the pills that fell off were just a little bit longer.He gulped down three pills at once, hoping for the pain eating away at his head. He then pours the tap

The white room with the smell of medicine was pungent. Everyone in there walked away, oblivious to the smell of the medicine, as if he was used to it. A tall boy walking, clutching a lily bouquet. Enter a room right where a middle-aged woman lies. The young man placed a bouquet of flowers right on the side table after having previously thrown away another already withered. He's been doing that a long time."How are you Mom?"She didn't answer. Her eyes only fixed on the fresh lilies. It was like a young man greeting her was just a shadow."Hey Ian, you're just in time," a man in a nurse's uniform called at the door of the room accidentally opened. "Doctor James would like to see you," he said.Ian looked back at the woman, the position was still the same. Never paid attention at all."Yesterday your mother told me about you," explains the male nurse, a tag was attached to his chest —Alan Chester. "Yesterday she even complimented me handsome when I fed her.""Handsome like Hitler" Ian