The dim night was actually part of my everyday routine. The chaos that I always observed was not very unusual and the frightening part is that Im not questioning everything. I dont feel the urges to see through something about the voices and loud grunts that I heard at night, the screams and painful grunts of those unusual sounds. Until it came to this point, she was actually blooming like a flower under the dim of the night sky and that was the first time that I start to feel. Because of her I became afraid, because of her I started to question everything around me. Gone the usual boy who dont care about anything and then I was reborn to sees what I can do to protect her, to protect my night shift—my night shift angel---------
hellooooooo..
