Chapter 5

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Lisa's POV

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Lisa's POV

Oh my freaking God!

The mere second, he looks up I was stunned by her eyes! It's bluish-Grey and it was so bright.

I cannot see the rest of her face because of her hoodie but my God those eyes can disarm anyone.

Outside, I am confident but deep inside when I was talking to her, offering flowers, chocolate like a creep, I am freaking out.

I can't read and write properly but I am not that dumb. Her shoulder was so broad and she's still taller than me even if she is slouching. (Tall Jen y'all😁)

Once I gave the flowers and chocolates to her. I bat out of there. The whole time that I was walking back to the shelter I am scolding myself.

After the shameless act that I did. I freaking forgot to ask her name and I didn't even ask if she can be my friend.

That woman must be so confused right now.

Oh well, it's already done. There's nothing I can do. I decided that tomorrow if she's there, I'll apologize.

I arrived at the shelter earlier than I used to so I decided to help Miss Moonbyul to clean the shelter.

I hide my bag and started to sweep the floor. Together with the other volunteers, we mop the floor then once the floor was dry. We laid out 150 mattresses.

The shelter is 3 floors. When I came here when I was 14, I thought that they will report me but they don't. Miss Moonbyul understood my situation and let me stay here. There are times that I can't stay at the shelter because there are more people needed the space than I am.

There are so many homeless people here in New York and the government can't take care of everyone. Through the kind donations of private citizens, organizations and charities some of the shelters around the city are taken care off.

This shelter was particularly funded by an influential family. I never saw them but they regularly change and upgrade our things here. I call them affectionately my Guardian Angel.

Without them, I don't know where I'll be right now.

This is one of the nights that I cannot sleep inside because for some reason there are many in line for free accommodation for a night.

Once I went out. I realize why.

It's so cold. Oh right. It's already December.

I rub my bare arms to generate some heat.

I went inside to see if I can borrow a spare blanket.

"Hi ma'am." I called one of the older volunteers.

"Yes Lisa?"

"Is there a spare blanket?"

The volunteer expression fell.

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