One day

Chapter 3

I'm Sen, one day I met Sana in the police station.

Sana got up to go out first, I slowly followed. I started thinking again, will I do this, will Sana thank me, or will she avoid me?

But the reality is forever different from my speculation, Sana left without saying anything.

I also ignore it, just pray that she doesn't hate me, the rest I don't care, continue to lead the bike go home. After walking for a while, she saw Sana standing in front of her, she said: "Is your car broken?"

Originally, my words were slow, she suddenly said that so I couldn't reach for a moment, just stood still and looked at her. Sana knows I'm slow, so naturally comes to me.

"Let me see."

Ah, now I remember why I made it difficult for myself by going to the police station to pick up people.

It must be about two years ago, the year that I was transferred to Sana's class by the school. I am an introvert, it is difficult to make new friends, so I am alone every day.

School life is not too difficult without you, I do my work, they do theirs, not saying a word to each other does not bother me. It was just that one day my bike broke down, because I didn't know anyone to ask for help, so I had to walk home.

The way home from school was quite far, it was still hot, I walked in the sun but sweated all over. This bike isn't too old, but it's normal to lose the chain from time to time, I can't ask for a new bike because of this little thing.

Seeing people cycling back and forth, I still felt a little sad, soon the whole main road was left with only me as a student.

Suddenly someone stopped beside me, I didn't look, I kept walking straight. Then she called me, asked if I was okay, if she was tired she would help me push the bike back. At that time, I was fine, with no intention of disturbing others. And I'm also a little shy, I just realized this is a classmate, I don't know what his name is.

"No need, I'm fine." I am in the habit of responding.

She didn't seem to mind my answer, walking the bike beside her.

“Is your bike chained or something wrong?” She asked me.

I have nothing to say in return: "The chain is loose."

Then everything fell silent, and I worried, thinking she was bored talking to me because I always brought the conversation to a dead end. Then she asked about other things.

“Your name is Sen, right? My name is Sana. There were many times in class when I wanted to start a conversation with you but I didn't get the chance, now let's get to know each other."

So her name is Sana, I'm quite surprised, Sana plays with a group of quite noisy friends in class that can pay attention to be - an extremely quiet person. Moreover, she also wanted to get to know me, I did not refuse, nor did I agree, just a "Yes" as an answer to the first question.

When I make friends with an active person, I get very confused, mostly because I'm afraid that when I'm with someone, people will notice me. Then say the words that scare me the most like “Why didn't she say anything?”, “Why is she so quiet?”, etc. Or ask the question I still haunt- “Who is this?”

Whoever I am, people soon forget.

We shared the road, when she needed to turn in another direction, she resolutely stopped to fix my bike. Although I said I didn't need it, I didn't mean to refuse, she finally fixed it for me.

Come to think of it, up until now, that was the only time I talked to Sana.

Because in class I gradually made friends with the right people for me, no longer thinking about Sana's friend request.

So I went back earlier because I wanted to ask Sana to fix my car, but I forgot.

"Done." Sana wiped her hands on the ground, leaving a long black oil trail. She tried spinning the bike, obviously, it worked.

I said, "Thanks." This is my habit, when people help me I will definitely thank them. It's just that Sana isn't used to it, laughs, and walks in the opposite direction.

Seeing she go far, then I cycled home, feeling happy on the road for no reason, maybe because I made the right choice. I came home a bit late today, I hope my parents don't worry.

The next morning when I went to class, Sana was also there. I was surprised, she was locked up at the police station for a few days and was able to go to school immediately.

Surely she is not afraid of what others say about her.

But I'm afraid, I'm afraid of the way her classmates treat her. I shouldn't have cared about her private world, but friends talking about her during her days off caught my attention.

Yesterday, people said she was mean. Today, they said she was brave when she stayed in the police station for three days.

They kept emphasizing her "achievement", who knew it was because her family didn't come to pick her up that she had to stay there for so long. Is that different from torture at her feelings?

It's cruel, there's only so much left in my head, no other thoughts.

By the way, the reason she entered the police station is still unknown. It's strange that people like to talk about it quietly secret of asking Sana. If they ask her they will get the correct answer, no need to guess much.

I was lost in thought, didn't hear the person next to me cry out in panic, then my vision settled on my friend's bewildered face.

The next time I woke up I was in the hospital, I tried to recall but to no avail, there was not a single piece of memory that suggested I should be in the hospital. Apparently, I'm in class and-

“Clack-”

My mother gently opened the door of the hospital room, the sound of which attracted my attention. I looked over and immediately saw my mother's happy face, it was a little worn out, she must have been very worried.

I was not given a clear reason why I was here, my mother just told me to rest well, the last time I fell, my brain was affected, so it took some time to recover.

Although it was a bit hard to believe because I had to go to the hospital after falling, I didn't ask much, yes, yes, I quietly stayed in the hospital for a few days.

Says a few days, actually more than a week.

Then I went back to school, Sana didn't go to school anymore, she took a break five days ago. My friend told me about that and whispered to me one thing: Sana's family forced her to drop out of school.

I know, I've heard all the words my classmates said about Sana before, so I can guess the ending. Now she must be working part-time somewhere, I think she will feel more comfortable going to work, because she has a lot of talents that are not related to studying, earning money is not difficult.

As time passed and I had to face exams, studying became more stressful than ever. Sometimes I feel like I don't even have time to breathe, the whole day revolves around sleeping and studying.

Go to sleep and then wake up to study, study, and then sleep again.

This went on for a week, and it was no surprise that I was under a lot of stress. So to put my mind at ease, I spent a few evenings going out to get some fresh air.

I don't like walking in the evening because I think it takes time, but now I find it quite good, my spirit is much better. It seems that trying something new is necessary for my life.

My parents are not too strict, they let me do whatever I want as long as I feel comfortable so I can walk alone at night. Unlike my friends, their parents forbade them to go out, so I couldn't even ask other people to go with me.

“Hey, stop for me.”

I heard someone's request, but the voice wasn't familiar at all, so I didn't turn around. My steps are getting faster and faster, I'm a little nervous, I hope not a bad guy or something like that is targeting me.

Life is not like a dream, he really aimed at me, saw that I was walking faster, and shouted: "Little girl in black, I told you to stop!"

I didn't dare to turn around, ahead because it was dark and there was no one there, couldn't find anyone to ask for help, so I panicked, didn't say a word and ran away. Knowing that the person behind chased me scared me to tears, but it seemed to be a lot of people, they both cursed and followed closely.

Because to have a quiet space, I chose to go away from residential areas and as a result, I am currently in a very deserted place. There were few trees around, there wasn't much that could shield me, the situation couldn't be more dangerous.

Unable to run anymore, I could only whimper and hide in the bushes on the side of the road. I held my breath as they ran past, thinking I had escaped, but some of them were too tired to stop right here.

The words echoed in my ears, they were the crudest words I had ever heard. They treated my fear as a joke, chased me as a pastime, and calculated what they would do when they caught me.

Their words will haunt me for the rest of my life.

But they haven't caught me yet, that can't happen. Right now I only need to be sure of one thing- I can't let those people catch me. My sanity has made me less afraid, I should take a chance and slip away without being detected.

By calculation, it seems impossible, I just have to hope, hope I can escape safely. I don't want my life ruined because of these people.

I have to think again, these people are just having fun, and when they get bored they will ignore me. If only there was something that attracted them, I could take that opportunity and run to a crowded place.

Looks like I'm thinking too far, now I don't even know the direction to go, let alone run to a crowded place.