Jhonas, who heard Jessica's offer, approached Richard, who was silent and did not respond. He slightly tugged Richard's arm, making Richard look up at him. "Fashion show model!" he exclaimed in a half-whisper, his voice as restrained as possible because he didn't want Jessica or anyone else there to hear their conversation. "She's offering you great things. This job is certainly better than being a fish trader in the market, Richard." He seemed enthusiastic about Jessica's offer.Although Jessica didn't offer it to him, Jhonas seemed very optimistic, and he sincerely wanted it for Richard. He knew Richard and knew what kind of life Richard had lived.Jhonas tapped the still-silent Richard on the shoulder. "If you become a model, this will be great for you, you won't hear people insulting you and with this, I'm sure your ex-wife will regret her actions. Your shop is closed anyway, so go for it. Take her up on her offer." Jhonas continued to encourage and convince Richard to take the op

"None of your business, get lost!" the boys retorted to Richard rudely.They ignored Richard's words, forbidding them to steal there, and kept busy grabbing what they could hold in a hurry, their heads constantly moving between observing the items they were about to grab and looking around.Richard looked at the teenagers, rather disturbed, he again tried to get closer and obstruct them. "Of course, it's my business." He slipped between them. "This place belongs to my friend, and I won't let you guys harm it."The teenagers gave him an annoyed look. One of them, standing right in front of Richard, clenched his fist and acted defiantly. "Then what are you going to do, huh? You're going to yell and make him come out?! Just mind your own business and leave us alone. Don't act like a jerk by getting involved in other people's business."Seeing the attitude of the teenagers, Richard realized that social problems did not only come from adults. They all stemmed from when they were teenagers.

The rambunctious teenager looked at Richard with annoyance. "Are you a complete moron or what?" he approached Richard with a mocking look on his face. "Can't you read the situation? The old man said to leave it alone. Do you know what that means?"The teenager had confidence that even if Richard reported it to the authorities, it could be severe. It could lead to them getting sanctioned or, worst of all, getting punished in juvenile prison. But that didn't scare him. Unlike his two friends, who were at the back, they clearly showed their fear.He raised a hand, spread it out, and pointed at Richard's chest. "That is, there is no point in contacting the police."Richard looked at him coldly. He brushed off the boy's hand. They were staring intently. On the one hand, the teenager was challenging him, while on the other hand, Richard responded calmly."When you make a mistake, you should lower your head. Instead of raising your head proudly like now." He noticed the crooked smile on the

The man named Jackson, who was called the commander, then looked sharply at Erick. "What are you doing? As a law enforcer, how can you behave so far from a role model?" Jackson snapped at him loudly, ignoring the stares of those looking at him, still in shock. Erick frowned. He didn't fully understand what Jackson was saying. He knew he had done the right thing in this situation. "It seems you misunderstood me, sir, but I did nothing wrong. I handled the situation with them as usual." He argued confidently. "I've done well. There is no problem." Erick knew handling the matter regarding those teenage boys was a bit of a departure from the rule of law, but if he had enforced the law properly on them, then the real problem would have been even bigger. So the best way is to make peace with the person the teenagers are bullying. Not only did he do it, but most of the police also handled it the same way when dealing with them, so it was not a mistake but perhaps a misunderstanding that

Richard parked his car in one place, he was still in the same neighborhood. Not so far from where the shopkeeper's uncle Jack was.He walked down the small alleys that he used to pass by when he returned to his house. It was a fairly densely populated area. A smile appeared on Richard's lips as the ball from the small field rolled to his feet."Sir, can you throw the ball!" the boy on the sidelines shouted at him.Richard gently kicked the ball to him, at the other end the little boy received it well. "Thank you, sir!" he called back.His exclamation made Richard pay more attention to them, so he approached. It sat on some concrete pipes that were stacked up and became a pyramid there."This place has memories that can't be replaced, and it's still the same." Richard muttered under his breath, looking around him attentively.Besides his painful story with Jasmine, Richard had other memories of that place that he spent alone.Although there was no meaningful interaction, he was still a