My Nightingale

"I'm sorry but are you okay?" I asked.

He was lying down the cold concrete floors with bruises. "N-no. I got beaten up again. Could you help me?" He chuckles and smiles.

"You know what, you're the only person I knew that still smiles even when he's hurt." I smiled back and slowly kneeled to guide him.

"I never asked your name. What's your name?"

"I have two names, I mean- I'm not Korean but I got adopted here. I'm Stella."

"Nice to meet you, Stella. I'm Huening Kai."