A cold boy sits on the edge of a river bank. Shivering. His black overgrown hair lays over his eyes. His lips are chapped and in need of moisture, and his body feels numb. So does his feelings.Snow falls out of the sky, late at night to make everything seem to glow. His hands are cold and dry, and yet he still tries to touch one in front of him.
The snowflake immediately melts in his hands, and dissolves. Disappears as if never been there. The sad boy is alone. All alone in this hateful and cruel world. No money. No love. Nothing but himself and a stray cat that follows him wherever he goes.
He's cold. So cold he couldn't even feel his face anymore, but he cuddles the cat close to his chest. He lets out a soft sigh, smoke coming from chapped lips that have been exposed to coldness for too long.
His family? His mother is gone, his dad doesn't even know he exist. No siblings. Just him. Nothing he found gave him happiness anymore, nothing.
He felt so alone. So cold. So hungry. So lost. Everything just seemed to have never worked out for him, not even his life.
He then slowly looks up to the sky, and a single lonely tear runs down his cheek.
"Mom..." He starts as he watches the snow. "You could've done a favor and took me with you." He whispers, and looks back down at his cold hands holding the cat. The cat shivers, and the boy holds it closer. He snuggles himself as well as he feels the cats furs warmth.
"I wonder what she's doing right now." He whispers to no one. He then lied himself against the tree. He closes his eyes slowly as he feels sleepy.
And falls asleep.
The boy wakes up with a start at the sound of pans hitting each other. He then looks around and sees his cat, who is lying at the end of the bed. He then realizes that he's not outside, but inside.
The bed is warm, and so is the rooms temperature. The room is huge, bigger than his old house if he exaggerates. He feels clean clothes grasp his skin and he never felt cleaner. He then catches the smell of vanilla mixed with breakfast foods. It smelt delicious and his stomach gave a growl.
His cat slowly wakes up as it stretches, the boy then pets it and slowly gets up out of the big bed. His cat following closely behind he opens the large doors, and peeks his head out to see an empty hallway. This pace was huge, and if he didn't know better he would say he was dreaming.
The smell of the breakfast foods flows through the hallway and he couldn't help but let himself follow that amazing smell. He then leads himself to a staircase, and that's when he takes sight of a person.
Very tall, very handsome, and very professional looking. Jeno couldn't help but stare, but when he made eye contact he immediately hid behind a wall. He felt his cheeks burn, and he feels anxiety at the bottom of his stomach as he hears footsteps coming up the stairs. He then follows his instincts and runs back into his room, closing the door.
He then looks for an escape, and runs over to the window. He tries to open it, but no anvil, it's sealed shut. He uses all his strength, trying and trying again just to lift the window seal.
"It won't open." He heard a low manly voice behind him and he swiftly turns around to face the man he made eye contact with not long ago. He feels himself panic.
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