Miho ran in between the old buildings as she tripped from her long skirt and fell down as tears ran down her face.
“What do we have here?” said a gruff voice.
That was when Miho’s nose caught the choking smell of marijuana. That smell was enough to take her back to when their father had caught Tarou smoking it.
It was one afternoon when her father had surprisingly picked her up from school. The weather was cold and raining. The car had suddenly stopped and Miho’s father had stepped out of the car.
Miho had peeped through the window and saw Tarou sitting with a crowd of tanned boys on the pavements while smoking.
As soon as his friends caught sight of Mr. Wen they had scattered leaving Tarou to face his father.
Miho couldn’t hear what they were saying but she had seen her father violently beating up Tarou before dragging him inside the car and that was when she had caught the choking smell of marijuana.
Miho moved her head up and that was when he caught the faces of the two scary looking young men who were standing before her.
“And damn she’s beautiful” said one of them with chains around his neck.
Miho rapidly got up and ran.
“Hey you bitch!” shouted the other man with huge holes on his pinna while chasing her down the narrow street.
“We don’t bite!” yelled the man with chains around his neck while letting out a terrible laughter.
Miho didn’t stop. Her ears suddenly caught music as she ran closer and closer toward the light before her.
Still dazzled by the light she tripped and fall on her knees.
She heard people’s voices and music before regaining back her sight.
She stared at the crowd of young men before her which looked terrified as she was. Suddenly she caught sight of a familiar face leaning against the sprayed walls. Hair covering his left eye, tattoo sticking out from his neck and a match stick in his mouth. Their eyes suddenly met causing them to freeze.
“Who is she?” asked a fat young man wearing a bucket hat.
“I don’t know but she’s definitely not from around here” replied a man with a mustache.
Suddenly the two scary men appeared from behind Miho.
“I see you’ve already met our snack” said the young man with chains around his neck while violently pulling Miho’s hair causing tears to run down her cheeks continuously without making a sound.
“This one we got today is a fuckin cry baby” joked the young man with huge holes on his pinna as the crowd of young men laughed.
“Come on guys, let the kid go?” said the young man with a match stick in his mouth moving toward the two men.
“Since when do you care what we do around here” the guy with chains around his neck sharply asked.
“Ouch” said the young man with a mustache looking hurt.
“Come on Rev, I thought we sorted that out” said the fat young man.
“Then tell that mother fucker, Moon to keep his piehole shut” said Rev.
“I will if you let her go” said the young man with a match stick in his mouth.
“If we say no then what?” asked the man with huge holes on his pinna.
“Whoa!” yelled a young man with an earring on his lower lip while covering his mouth.
The other ten men laughed.
“Do you really want to know?” asked Moon raising an eyebrow.
“Fight! Fight!” yelled the young man with a mustache as everyone joined in.
“The winner gets the girl” said Rev.
“Deal” replied Siren.
Outside the Skull court room journalist were buzzing around waiting hungrily for the exit to open."How do I look Chan?" asked a journalist wearing a fluffy hat."You look good like always" replied Chan while setting his camera.The Skull court room exit suddenly opened and a young man with four securities surrounding him and a beautiful young woman beside him who was carrying a black umbrella above him stepped out. All the hundred journalist ran toward him while stinging him with questions."Mr. Wen tell us how does it feel like fighting with your with your uncle?" asked a journalist with blonde hair."It feels like fighting everyone" Mr. Wen rudely replied as the beautiful woman near him let out a smile."Mr. Wen tell us why you think you should be the one taking over your father's company instead of your uncle?" asked the journalist wearing a fluffy hat."Isn't it obvious? Because I'm the only one suitable to take over th
Drenched in rain and tears running down her cheeks as she stood at the edge of the bridge as she stared at the water below her was what Miho was doing.A stone suddenly flew right past her into the water. It first jumped three times on the water's surface before sinking inside the deep, blue sea water.She slowly turned her face behind her and that was when she saw a tall man who was in his early twenties throwing stones inside the sea. He too was drenched in rain in such a way that he's soaking wet hair had covered his right eye."It's not safe around here" he said placing his hands back inside his pant's pocket.There was something sad and hallow in him which Miho couldn't ignore."But if you don't value your life you can stick around" he said again.Before Miho could say a word he was already walking away into the fog. Even if she was ready to die but he was not going to take her chances especially after being warned by a weird lookin
Miho stared at the fired chips on the table before her.“They’ve got no poison” said the strange man while moving his chair backwards and forward. “Do you want me to eat first?”Miho didn’t say a word as she kept her eyes on the strange man. The strange man picked one of the chips and ate it.“You see?” he asked.Miho slowly started eating.“Nice right?” asked the strange man staring at the young woman before him who had her eyes close when biting on the chips.She didn’t say anything only her face turned red out of embarrassment. The people around the small restaurant kept looking at them.“Who is she?” asked a man drinking beer.“I don’t know but the dude seems to know her” said a man with smoking a cigarette.“The first time I also ate them I danced as I took a bite” said the strange man finally stopping his chair from moving.Miho let out a small laughter which she tried to hide.“Sound funny but it is the t
Miho ran inside the house crying.“Miss Wen!” shouted Rosa running after her up the stairs.Miho went inside her room and lock the door as she slept on her bed crying.“Miss Wen please open up” begged Rosa while knocking on the door.“Leave me alone!” yelled Miho holding her pillow close to her chest.Suddenly she caught sight of the pair of scissors on top of her drawer next to the lamp.“If you want to talk I’m here” said Rosa from the other side of the door.Miho reached her slim hand on the drawer and pulled the pair of scissors near her. She slowly got off her queen size bed and moved closely to the huge mirror in front of her with the pair of scissors on her hand.More tears ran down her cheeks as she moved her eyes on the thousand pictures stuck on the mirror.She placed her hand on one of the pictures which had her, her brother, a man who was in his early forties and a red haired boy who had his huge hand on Miho’s
“Miho!” yelled Mr. Wen as he wore his black suit top as he took a glimpse at his expensive hand watch. “Is this kid trying to be late or what?”“I’ll go get her” said Rosa.Suddenly Miho appeared walking down the stairs.“Let’s go, I’ll personally drop you at your college” said Mr. Wen.“Redic will take me there” said Miho.“You mean that useless shit that left you in the car allowing you to pull out those go missing schemes?” asked Mr. Wen. “No. I’m the one driving you there like it or not, now let’s go.”Miho followed him dragging her feet.“And stop that, it’s really annoying” said Wen entering his white car as Miho also went inside.The white sport car drove down the driveway surrounded by two black SUVs.Mr. Wen’s phone suddenly trilled as he pressed the receive button on th
“Hi, is this the law class?” asked a girl with earrings on her face standing near the door.Miho moved her head up and starred at the beautiful woman near the door.“Ye...Yes” she finally replied shyly.“Thank god it is” she said with a relief on her face.She moved inside the huge classroom looking around as she tripped and fall causing her text books to scatter in the room.Miho rushed to her and helped her up.“You okay?” asked Miho looking worried.“These shoes” she said looking embarrassed. “It’s the third time they are letting me down as in literally down.”Her cherry perfume went through Miho’s nose almost drugging her.“You cannot believe how many time I got lost” she said while picking the pieces of papers which had fall out of her textbooks.“Didn’t they give you a map?” asked Miho while picking her textbooks.“You will not believe what I’m going to tell you but I’m not really good with map
“Hey! Miho!” shouted a familiar voice as she turned.She wanted to run but she couldn’t.“You’ll be okay” said Veliou hugging her as Miho held on her tightly. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”Miho nodded her head as she watched Veliou crossing the road and walking down the Mint Street with a crowd of tanned boys who had suddenly emerged from Lilly’s flower shop.She looked happy and relaxed something Miho had long forgotten existed and on top of that she was really beautiful.Was this what Lee meant when he said mother was perfection? Miho thought to herself.Miho found herself digging on the memories of her rehearsing for her play in front of Lee. By then she was ten years old.“Go on” Lee had said while lying on the couch horizontal with a piece of paper which had all Miho’s lines on his hands.“Let the princess goat...” Miho had said.“It’s go not goat” Lee had said looking at the piece of paper.“I’m never going to get all thes
Miho ran in between the old buildings as she tripped from her long skirt and fell down as tears ran down her face.“What do we have here?” said a gruff voice.That was when Miho’s nose caught the choking smell of marijuana. That smell was enough to take her back to when their father had caught Tarou smoking it.It was one afternoon when her father had surprisingly picked her up from school. The weather was cold and raining. The car had suddenly stopped and Miho’s father had stepped out of the car.Miho had peeped through the window and saw Tarou sitting with a crowd of tanned boys on the pavements while smoking.As soon as his friends caught sight of Mr. Wen they had scattered leaving Tarou to face his father.Miho couldn’t hear what they were saying but she had seen her father violently beating up Tarou before dragging him inside the car and that was when she had caught the choking smell of marijuana.Miho moved her head up and that w
“Hey! Miho!” shouted a familiar voice as she turned.She wanted to run but she couldn’t.“You’ll be okay” said Veliou hugging her as Miho held on her tightly. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”Miho nodded her head as she watched Veliou crossing the road and walking down the Mint Street with a crowd of tanned boys who had suddenly emerged from Lilly’s flower shop.She looked happy and relaxed something Miho had long forgotten existed and on top of that she was really beautiful.Was this what Lee meant when he said mother was perfection? Miho thought to herself.Miho found herself digging on the memories of her rehearsing for her play in front of Lee. By then she was ten years old.“Go on” Lee had said while lying on the couch horizontal with a piece of paper which had all Miho’s lines on his hands.“Let the princess goat...” Miho had said.“It’s go not goat” Lee had said looking at the piece of paper.“I’m never going to get all thes
“Hi, is this the law class?” asked a girl with earrings on her face standing near the door.Miho moved her head up and starred at the beautiful woman near the door.“Ye...Yes” she finally replied shyly.“Thank god it is” she said with a relief on her face.She moved inside the huge classroom looking around as she tripped and fall causing her text books to scatter in the room.Miho rushed to her and helped her up.“You okay?” asked Miho looking worried.“These shoes” she said looking embarrassed. “It’s the third time they are letting me down as in literally down.”Her cherry perfume went through Miho’s nose almost drugging her.“You cannot believe how many time I got lost” she said while picking the pieces of papers which had fall out of her textbooks.“Didn’t they give you a map?” asked Miho while picking her textbooks.“You will not believe what I’m going to tell you but I’m not really good with map
“Miho!” yelled Mr. Wen as he wore his black suit top as he took a glimpse at his expensive hand watch. “Is this kid trying to be late or what?”“I’ll go get her” said Rosa.Suddenly Miho appeared walking down the stairs.“Let’s go, I’ll personally drop you at your college” said Mr. Wen.“Redic will take me there” said Miho.“You mean that useless shit that left you in the car allowing you to pull out those go missing schemes?” asked Mr. Wen. “No. I’m the one driving you there like it or not, now let’s go.”Miho followed him dragging her feet.“And stop that, it’s really annoying” said Wen entering his white car as Miho also went inside.The white sport car drove down the driveway surrounded by two black SUVs.Mr. Wen’s phone suddenly trilled as he pressed the receive button on th
Miho ran inside the house crying.“Miss Wen!” shouted Rosa running after her up the stairs.Miho went inside her room and lock the door as she slept on her bed crying.“Miss Wen please open up” begged Rosa while knocking on the door.“Leave me alone!” yelled Miho holding her pillow close to her chest.Suddenly she caught sight of the pair of scissors on top of her drawer next to the lamp.“If you want to talk I’m here” said Rosa from the other side of the door.Miho reached her slim hand on the drawer and pulled the pair of scissors near her. She slowly got off her queen size bed and moved closely to the huge mirror in front of her with the pair of scissors on her hand.More tears ran down her cheeks as she moved her eyes on the thousand pictures stuck on the mirror.She placed her hand on one of the pictures which had her, her brother, a man who was in his early forties and a red haired boy who had his huge hand on Miho’s
Miho stared at the fired chips on the table before her.“They’ve got no poison” said the strange man while moving his chair backwards and forward. “Do you want me to eat first?”Miho didn’t say a word as she kept her eyes on the strange man. The strange man picked one of the chips and ate it.“You see?” he asked.Miho slowly started eating.“Nice right?” asked the strange man staring at the young woman before him who had her eyes close when biting on the chips.She didn’t say anything only her face turned red out of embarrassment. The people around the small restaurant kept looking at them.“Who is she?” asked a man drinking beer.“I don’t know but the dude seems to know her” said a man with smoking a cigarette.“The first time I also ate them I danced as I took a bite” said the strange man finally stopping his chair from moving.Miho let out a small laughter which she tried to hide.“Sound funny but it is the t
Drenched in rain and tears running down her cheeks as she stood at the edge of the bridge as she stared at the water below her was what Miho was doing.A stone suddenly flew right past her into the water. It first jumped three times on the water's surface before sinking inside the deep, blue sea water.She slowly turned her face behind her and that was when she saw a tall man who was in his early twenties throwing stones inside the sea. He too was drenched in rain in such a way that he's soaking wet hair had covered his right eye."It's not safe around here" he said placing his hands back inside his pant's pocket.There was something sad and hallow in him which Miho couldn't ignore."But if you don't value your life you can stick around" he said again.Before Miho could say a word he was already walking away into the fog. Even if she was ready to die but he was not going to take her chances especially after being warned by a weird lookin
Outside the Skull court room journalist were buzzing around waiting hungrily for the exit to open."How do I look Chan?" asked a journalist wearing a fluffy hat."You look good like always" replied Chan while setting his camera.The Skull court room exit suddenly opened and a young man with four securities surrounding him and a beautiful young woman beside him who was carrying a black umbrella above him stepped out. All the hundred journalist ran toward him while stinging him with questions."Mr. Wen tell us how does it feel like fighting with your with your uncle?" asked a journalist with blonde hair."It feels like fighting everyone" Mr. Wen rudely replied as the beautiful woman near him let out a smile."Mr. Wen tell us why you think you should be the one taking over your father's company instead of your uncle?" asked the journalist wearing a fluffy hat."Isn't it obvious? Because I'm the only one suitable to take over th