I couldn't move any further. I sat down on a bench in the playground, keeping the bouquet beside me.

I looked around. The playground looked quite similar to the one back home where I and my friend used to play. I felt nostalgic.

"Hey, give me that!"
"No...this is mine..."
"Do you want to get beaten up by us?!"

I heard some loud voices from the other side of the playground. I looked up.

Some kids had surrounded a boy and were trying to snatch something from his hands. It seemed to be a playcard.

"Come on! Give it to us! We know it's the latest card that has just come out in the stores!"
"But it's mine..." the boy held on tightly to his card.

I clenched my fists. I had enough of this!

"Hey, stop bullying that kid!" I shouted at them.
They looked at me, frightened. "Run!" They fled from the spot.

I came up to the boy who was almost on the verge of tears.
"Are you okay?"
"Yes...thank you, Miss."
I patted on his head.

But one thing worried me...I might have saved him once, but that doesn't mean those kids won't come after him again...

This triggered a memory at the back of my head.