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孤独になるのが怖い. scared to be lonely.
(a/n : pls play music to make the scene more beautiful !)
that day when everyone called me selfish.
it reminded me of how bossy and how selfish i was and how i barked strict things to my 'friends' and how i treated everyone like crap.
it repeated every single day, I hear "the king of selfish" as it rings in my ear like an alarm clock.
but today, it'll be over. ill be running away from my parents house and moving to tokyo.
i checked the time. 12:39 am. i walked up to my closet and started stuffing my clothes in my backpack neatly with a few food that was sealed in some plastic bags. i closed my door and head downstairs as it was completely dark.
my parents were already asleep while I'm over here leaving without my parents permission or notice.
i walked out the house quietly only wearing black jeans, a grey sweater with a white turtleneck and only holding my umbrella up with one quite small backpack to keep me alive for my time at Tokyo. i only had JP¥40,419.18. ($367) because i wasted my money for the ticket
i saved my money for this time to come.
to finally run away from what everyone were saying behind my back that was obvious to know they were talking about me.
'selfish and foolish.'
i held my umbrella up to my head and walked my way to the airport. i looked down at my phone and checked how many hours it will take for me to go to tokyo in transportation.
around 4 hours.
"that's good. it'll take more than 10 hours for my parents to know i left the house" i mumbled as i slightly smiled.
it's painful to leave by just still being a minor, i am 16 years old but it's my choice, my parents don't know how i feel. only i do... im the only one who knows, just me.
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i woke up from my seat and checked my phone. it was 2:15am.
"just two more hours to go until i reach my destination" i mumbled to myself. i ruffled my hair and wondered what i should there when i get there.
step one. find a place to stay and eat step two. i need to find a job without anyone suspected my lost and age. step three. be free like a butterfly
i looked around the airport. silence filled the plane as the only thing i heard was the plane's engine and the music from my AirPods.
since i was near the window, there were two people next to me. a woman and a man. they were dressed in business attire looking at their laptop or on their phones.
