Mikan has just enough money to sustain herself for two full months that excludes the rent or whatever else she may need aside from food, in short, she only have enough money to eat. Running away from her foster parents brought relief to both her and them.

She smiled and looked up. In this small town she came to, she'll start her life anew.


A few hours ago...


She walked down the paved path. After getting off the bus, she stretched her sleep-rigid body and tried to figure her priorities.

She had just ran away. She felt mortified, she don't know if she'll survive.

Recklessness has never done her any good, what if this is one of her episodes of irrational thinking that always lead to disasters, worse deaths.

Walking like a zombie, she wanted to turn back, she wanted to rewind and think it through AGAIN. She thought about it every time but she thinks it's still not enough.

'If I didn't do it, I would still be a prisoner, right.' She anchors herself with this reasoning.

Walking aimlessly, she wasn't particularly attentive on the road, not knowing, a truck was coming down her way, fast.

A loud honk followed by a deafening screech woke her up from thinking only to find herself held by a handsome raven haired. She blinked twice to figure if she was dreaming or not. She heard the truck driver yell a couple of curses directed to a clumsy girl who suddenly crossed the road

"I don't know if you have someone important right now, but seriously miss, you should cherish your life more." He said and winked at her before leaving her dazed.