I turned the notebook towards his face and let him read it.

He gave me a look.

"Because of your eyes." He spoke.

I knit my eyebrows in confusion.

"Your name is Alexandria because of your eyes. Alexandria's Genesis." He answered.

I nodded and smiled.

How did he know?

I put the notebook down on the desk and headed down the stairs.

A small hand caught my wrist.

I tried free myself but the hand wouldn't budge.

I looked up at the boy in confusion.

"I can't let you go." He softly spoke.

I knit my eyebrows confused.

"You can't go back out there. It's too dangerous. And look how skinny your body is. You won't make it" He explained in a pained voice.

I tried to escape once more but it was no use.

I went lightheaded and almost blacked out again.

In one blink i remember see the stairs coming for my face.

And in another blink I was in someone's arms.

They felt warm and safe.

I didn't want to leave.

But I had to.

I have to leave him before he leaves me.

But I couldn't.

Either way It would still be the worst.

I just met this boy.

He might be dangerous.

The boy picked me up bridal style and took me back to the room.

"I'll be back." He smiled before walking out.

The door slowly shut as his footsteps faded away.

I tried getting up to leave but I couldn't.

I'm weak.

It was silent up here

My head throbbed.

My stomach growled.

I felt lightheaded and nauseated at the same time.

The door creaked open again.

The boy came in with some porridge and a glass of water.

He sat down on the chair that was next to the bed.

He set the journal and pencil next to me.

I opened the book and read.

'I'm Jimin.'

I looked up and he smiled at me.

He then got a spoonful of porridge and brought it towards my lips.

I stared at the porridge.

My mouth watered.

My body craved for food.

But I couldn't bring my self to eat some.

I turned my head to the side avoiding the food.

What if he poisoned it?

He may want me dead also.

"You need to eat." He said.

"I don't like seeing you like this." He added.

'...He's never even seen me before...'

He brought it to my mouth again and I hesitantly took the spoonful.

He watched me eat the whole bowl with a warm smile.

"How is it??" He asked excitement written all over his face.

His smile.

His eyes, his full lips, and his spirit all at once smiled at me.

I nodded. Saying it tasted good.

He squealed in happiness.

'If only I could ever truly be this happy'

"I'm glad you like it. I made it myself." He stated confidently.

This boy really is a good person.





I can feel it.








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