We fear what we feel inside

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Kim Rok Soo was walking barefooted. He knew he should not do that.

But he had to escaoe from my Aunt and Uncle.

They were yelling at hi.

Even though he was the reason they weren't out on the streets due to his uncle losing his job.

Even though they were using his money.

Money used not even to care for him.

Rok Soo stomach gurgles.

Oh he's hungry.

He forgot he really that he hasn't eaten today.

Even if it is night.

He has gotten used to

But then a smell wafted through the air.

It smelled good to Rok Soo a 10 year old with an empty stomach.

He could not help but follow the smell.

And when he did.

It led him to a man covered in black.

He was holding two kebabs

He looked like the type of man to be what his mom called kidnappers.

"Do you want one?"

The man said holding out a kebab

Rok Soo didn't know why but it felt like the man was smiling at him

Even if he couldn't see his face.

So Rok Soo took the kebab.

So what if he was a kidnapper atleast he wanted him.

The man was sitting on a ledhe.

Rok Soo sat next to him eating the kebab.

"They shouldn't treat you like that Rok Soo" the man said

And rather then questioning
How he knew or why he knew his name and situation.

Instead he questioned

"Why do you care?"

The man was silent as if in a act of thinking

But then spoke

With a voice that was sure of his answer

"Because it is the right thing to do"

And Rok Soo Mind was just

Huh.

He hasn't felt such pure kindness in awhile

Not since

Rok Soo starts to tear up.
But he does not cry.
He will not cry.
Not anymore.

The man in black looked at the child

That was already so young but so skilled at a skill that only adults should know

Lying to themselves.

"Life can screw off" the man says

And Rok Soo laughs

Then He felt it.

The man patted Rok Soo head.

Rok Soo has never felt a hand so cold yet radiated a warmth so lovely that the words to describe it is unknown

"You Should go home now Rok Soo"

But Rok Soo did not want to.

He didn't want to leave thr man's warmth.

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