OUTLIER

eight

She run away without looking back,

She run like there's no tomorrow. 

The moment she heard those words she took a deep breath and run away. Would anyone blame her? She had enough of belittling words being thrown at her repetitively. She didn't care if everyone called her a coward for running away but she had enough.

The girl had enough of being a disappointment.

It was time for her to find happiness and she wondered if she can receive it like everyone else?

With her deep thoughts she didn't notice she was already far from home as she looked around to see the road filled with cars and people walking around the stores laughing with their friends, family or even lovers. She took a deep breath once more and finally stopped running. 

She roamed around the city to calm herself and perhaps wash her lonely thoughts away. When she passed by a boutique with glass, she saw how she didn't have her bag like usual. "Great, I runaway mindlessly I didn't get to bring anything with me." she sighed.

No wallet to buy food or rent a room in a hotel. No phone to call her butler to fetch her. But she didn't really want to come back to her house. She didn't want to come back to hell.

She sat on a pavement at the back of a cafe thinking of ways on how would she spend her night. Just then she heard a shout, 

"I'm sorry man, I tried to help you out to find this job and keep it a secret but the manager wants you out, He really can't afford to buy new sets of plates and glasses out of your clumsiness" one man said patting the other guy's back. 

The guy only nod and left, he turned around to meet eyes with her.

"Na-Namjoon?" she recognized him immediately.