I had runaway. I sat in the playground drenched from the rain. I didn't answer anyone who called or texted me. I couldn't live with myself. Going to that university, I thought everything would great. I would be happiest there. Harin had appeared with an umbrella. I didn't give him a chance to speak as I had run over to hug him tight.

I made a mistake. I was always happiest by Harin's side. I was late in realizing it. Harin didn't ask questions and held me. It was one of the many things I loved about him. I told him everything. How I loved the classes and my roommate. How I hated being hit on and invited to parties that had drinking and drugs. How I liked the campus layout and my advisor. How I hated other students who purposefully interrupted classes.

He still didn't ask questions and gave me gentle kisses instead. Harin was a gentle giant, my gentle giant. I told him I was transferring schools. I missed our playground talks, our weird dates and make out sessions. I missed my parents, my friends, my neighborhood. I did catch a cold from the rain the following day.

Everyone was relieved to know I was okay. Mrs. Ju cared for and lectured me while I recovered in their home. It felt nice to be back, even if I had to go back the next day.