Lee heena's point of view

You can say my first sole train trip in life is not going as good as I expected it to be. But let's just shrug it off and move on.

Just a few more minutes and then I'll be in Seoul. The train is currently here standing at an unknown station. It's almost been 5 minutes and the train is not moving at all. If you ask where is that Mr. Pervert, then I'll tell you he is already out of the train, I don't know why? How would I know?

I am feeling soooooo bored. I can't play on my phone because that's what I did for past few hours in train and now the battery is only 25% red alert, I need my phone to survive. I can't even talk to passengers here because I tell you, I am scared of talking to them. They are so unpredictable and you know why? So please don't ask.

I can't take it anymore, sitting here for so long in same place made my body go numb. Therefore I took my purse and head out of the train to have some fresh air. Although I was strictly told that NOT TO STEP OUT OF TRAIN UNTIL SEOUL COMES. I am 20 years old and I can take care of myself. right?

Getting out of the train when I look at the surrounding, I feel as if, is this really a place where people live? Seems like it's deserted. This place is so dark that it gives me vibes of a horror movie scene. When I move further ahead from the door I see a wooden board, seems a little old, dust covering it all over but I manage to read the name written over it, HANAM. I think that's the name of this place.

But one think I tell you, this place is probably not good for having fresh air. It's scaring me. I think it will be best if I head back inside where it will be more safe.

Making up my mind when I was about to turn and head towards the door, a little boy of merely 13 or 14 years of age ran towards me, snatched my purse from my hand and ran with the lightening of speed towards a large gate which is probably exit of the station.

Words immediately skipped out of my mouth "MY PURSE" and legs automatically ran behind that boy. I ignored the signal of train which stated that "it's going" because right now that purse is more important to me.

Crazy, right? But yes that purse is more important to me than my life. It has something in it which is.......................my soul.

The only thing that comes inside my mind is that I need that thing which that boy just stole away. I can't let it go away from me, never in my dreams. Running out of the station the only thing I focus is that boy.

"Where is he?" I asked myself.

Then I saw someone running on the road far away from me "it's that boy" not even wasting a millisecond, I ran towards him. I don't know where I am? Where I was running to? Are there people around me? are their homes here? Or shops? Or it's just me? I know nothing, the only thing that was in my mind was

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That BOY 

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and

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That THING.       

...TO BE CONTINUED