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As the sun began its descent, casting a warm golden glow across the horizon, the sky transformed into a masterpiece of colors. The fiery orange and deep magenta merged seamlessly with the soft pastel pinks and purples, creating a breathtaking tapestry of hues. The clouds, wispy and ethereal, seemed to dance in the fading light, adding an element of enchantment to the scene.

I sighed before sipping my boba coffee. I am standing on the balcony; White is not home he left yesterday for his hometown his grandfather is seriously sick.

My life is taking various turns now. The job for which I had applied I can't go for an interview. Well, How can I even go? I didn't have anything besides my ID card I don't have a Resume,  birth certificate, and all necessary documents. How can I go without them? I have to go and beg Father to let me take those things but I don't feel like doing that and even if go I don't think he will let me take them. I don't know what to do I can't spend my whole life in a white apartment.

I moved my feet toward the kitchen
Keeping the cup, I opened the Refrigerator and there were some vegetables only. I didn't know how to cook let's go out and buy some instant noodles which I only know how to cook.

This place is a little far from the main town. It takes one hour for me to return. The stars began to twinkle, gradually illuminating the darkening sky. It was a magical hour, where the day bid farewell and the night embraced its arrival. I reached the parking lot but, wait! Why the hell lights are not turned on? This sucks!

It's not like I am scared of ghosts or something but still, there are many robbers. my thoughts were interrupted by Footsteps. Yeah, seriously footsteps? maybe there will be someone who is also returning home.

I feel a hand on my shoulder.

The hell

"Who the hell are you?" I said before kicking that person and the lights are on now;ohh at the right time!

But that guy doesn't look like a Robber or something.

He is wearing a black suit which is sharp and refined, perfectly fitted to his frame. The fabric had a sleek texture, giving off a polished and sophisticated vibe. He has blonde hair.

He looks like Russian-Thai
Judging from his outfit he looks like a rich guy.

Oops! I kicked the wrong person he is lying holding his balls

Oops! I even kicked the wrong place

May his future kids rest in peace

I gave him my hand which he accepted and stood up.