"Thank you so much my son for thinking so much." She said taking the bottle. She drank the water with her trembling hands. The water started falling as Her hands were trembling. Soon she finished the whole bottle. Half water drunk, and half fallen.

Seungmin took the bottle from her bowing 90° to her.

"Son you are so beautiful, let you be blessed" the grandma said.

Seungmin smiled at her while her mind was having other thing.

She is kind enough to give a person like me blessings but what is it about the first part? She called me son. Then it should be handsome. Why the hell beautiful?

She looked at the bottle in his hand. He was very grateful to have helped the poor lady. But now he had no water left with him. He sighed.

After waiting for 10 minutes hem the bus came. And the people started rushing and pushing each other.

After so much struggle he entered the bus.

He had to stand up in the end.

He sighed for the third time in the two hours.

He stood in corner to not be beside anyone.

After 15 minutes of ride he reached out of the bus.

He came out with another rush of thoughts.

Did I just feel my butt being touched or was it my imagination? I am a boy. Why would someone touch me? But I swear I did feel something behind me for so long. It must be my imagination. I am a boy. Why would something like this happen with me?

He wrapped up the other handle of the bag which he had left hanging freely.

He saw a big building in front the gate he was standing near.

He opened the gate and entered

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He opened the gate and entered.

"It is bigger than I expected."  Seungmin looked up amused and flabbergasted.

He walked through touching the plants in every step. He loved touching them. It had a good sensation.

He soon slowly entered the building.

Anxiety started creeping into him.

"New place, new surrounding, more over......new people."

The last sentence made him dizzy.

He went inside with tiny, measured steps, as if he didn't want to take any steps.

"Seems like you are new here" a voice startled him. He didn't know from where it was because all the time he was looking down while walking.

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