☆Wish Upon A Star☆

☆~Prologue~☆

☆☆☆~December~☆☆☆

The sky was a dark robe over Yao that evening; beautiful black velvet splattered with white, over a lonely city in the far north of China. The air had the stench of pollution, only washed away by the strong wind and the scent of the fresh snow that covered the ground.

Ah, the night was really beautiful. Yao's lips curled up in a sad smile, his ripped gloves not being enough to warm his almost freezing fingers.

He walked all the way to the furthest slums in town, as fast as his weak legs let him; he had learnt not to trust shadows. The paper bags he carried felt heavy, but the weigh on his chest was heavier, he knew that had too little money left.

He should have held himself back from buying all the pretty decorations and delicious food he could affront; and that made guilt grow into his small chest. He had no one to spend Christmas with, after all.

He wondered if his father and siblings were doing good, he hoped that he didn't hurt them. At least not yet. He prayed everyday for them to be alright.

He knew that they would never return the prayers; they were too young to understand that they won't see each other again, that their father purposely took them away from Yao.

Yao was alone now, having to look after himself using the little resources a seven year old could have. A way maturer than average seven year old, who had to endure poverty and violence since much younger. He was probably more than ready to take care of himself.

Anyway, his father was always absent, so life would be exactly the same. Only much more peaceful. He would be able to talk about boys without getting punished, in the best cases. Beat up in the worst.

He looked up at the dark depths of the sky, at the brightest of stars glowing against over the poor, unstructured houses.

"Muqin..." He whispered to himself, his breaths turning white clouds that vanished before him. His eyes were fixed on the brightest star he could spot, the memory of his mother making his eyes sting with tears.

'I don't want to be alone this Christmas, Muqin...' He prayed silently, rubbing his eyes with the back of his hands.

He blinked quickly, looking up at the star he had wished upon. It wasn't there anymore.

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Sooo heyo, people! This is my new fic :> I hope you all enjoy!!♥