"What? If you go like that... What am I supposed to do... What am I supposed to do without you... Don't go, please..."
"Oh, really... so gross..."
And then I couldn't hold him back any longer.
The words 'scratching' were so painfully etched into my mind. Tears welled up in my eyes, but I quickly wiped them away and went home.
***
"Hey you bitch! Where have you been? Come crawling back now!?"
I quickly went into my room and locked the door, leaving behind my drunken father's words that were ringing in my ears. Otherwise, I would get beaten again. The room felt somehow empty. There was a note on the desk.
Mom, I'm going to go live somewhere else. If you're in middle school, I've held out long enough. You should be able to survive for about a month at a jjimjilbang with enough money. Now that you're old enough, figure it out and live well.
-Mom
***
There was no time to resent my mother's harsh note. I quickly and secretly packed my bags and left. The dawn air was crystal clear.
Boom.
A teardrop fell onto my shoe. I knew this day would come, but I was just so sad. Why did it have to be today? I felt like I was standing on the edge of a cliff.
bean.
"Oh, really, I'm an idiot. I walk this path every day and I keep bumping into walls."
I was about to turn back, but there were beans again.
The shoes I finally noticed. And they were incredibly large. It felt too warm for a wall.
I was embarrassed and was about to turn back, but I got hit again.
"Oh my, it's rude to hit someone three times and then just leave. A suspicious runaway student who came out at dawn with his bags packed."
It was a warm voice. At least to me that day.
Hello!! I'm Parang, a writer who just started writing! This episode is a prologue so it's a bit short, but I'll be back with a full story starting from the conversation! Please take good care of me, readers :)