An unknown hand suddenly gripped my fingers tightly. Panic but somehow feel comfortable. His long fingers with large palms made my hands feel small in his grip, I could feel the fine lines of the hard, soft, tickling skin lines.

It's hard for these eyes to find, who the heck? Not a speck of light. I blinked again, but still, my own gaze couldn't clearly penetrate the mortal figure in front of me right now. Dark!

"Who are you?"

Finally a word came out of these lips, behind the curiosity raging in the chest. These eyes are still looking for a clear face shape that I can't find. The figure sank into "silence" without a word.

I can only stand still, waiting hesitantly. In a moment... I'll be waiting. What will he do?

Wait, wait, almost a second. Only moving fingers intertwined, squeezing more pressing. There was a strange tickle in his chest that slowly tickled. But wait! Little by little the hand began to loosen, without realizing it had shifted its position to touch the hair. Wait! Like real, I could feel his heavy breath brushing gently. This body jolted, frozen helplessly when a piece of skin touched the cheek.

I tried to grab the hand that was still stroking my hair, widening my eyes through the darkness. Not! I can't see anything clearly. My naughty fingers tried to touch the figure, slowly feeling every inch of the curve of the biceps muscular arm.

Man! Yes that's right. He's a male. Uncontrollably this hand creeps quickly towards the waist, right on the left hip bone. Surprised, gently felt the rough looking skin extending like a torn scar. Suddenly I pulled my hands from his waist. There was a feeling of dread in my heart, afraid that he would be offended.

"Are you hurt?"

I asked in a low whisper. Waiting, waiting for a voice to leave his lips. 1 second... 3 seconds... 4 seconds... 5 seconds.

"KWEK! KWEEK! KWEEK!”

The loud shriek of duck from my phone alarm was deafening.

"Ouch! It hurts..."

I groaned in pain. My eardrums fumble for the source of the sound. My eyes opened wide spontaneously, my hips hurt, I realized I had fallen to the floor. What happened just now?

My elbow hurts, maybe when I fell my arm hit the floor first. Suddenly remembered, immediately my hands fumbled for something, finally found it in the corner under the bed. I immediately pressed the small round button on the back of the alarm. Hey! It's time to wake up, the clock on the wall shows five in the morning.

Hello, Netizens! My name is Vilea Reynea, 26 years old. My stature is Javanese-Chinese clearly visible from my clear milky white skin. Oval face shape with slanted eyes, I have a small mole that is permanently attached to the tip of my nose. My slender body is about 165 centimeters tall. Waist-high straight black hair. You could say I'm not too bad at being an artist. Hohoho, am I being too confident?

Living alone in a city that never sleeps. Stuck in a boring and monotonous life. Lives among a row of rented houses, not far from where I work. The box space is 30 square meters. Very cramped, but I'm comfortable living here. The house I used to live in with my mom and dad has been sold to pay off my dad's business debt.

Shut up! I have a little secret, don't tell anyone! Both my parents died when I was 19 years old. And… until now, it's still a big question mark for me. A truth about the death of my parents.

Two days after graduation. That afternoon, the sky was thickly cloudy with unexpected rain. After returning from Bali, school farewell tour. I dragged a red and heavy travel bag. A lonely path, I walked alone to the house. How surprised I was, when I arrived in front of the house there was a yellow sign that read "confiscated".

Confusion, panic, sadness, and also fear, raged in the mind at that time. This body suddenly limp, I fell helplessly in front of my house fence (fainted). When I opened my eyes, I realized that I was lying on a patient bed with green curtains covering the room divider (hospital).

Suddenly a middle-aged man appeared in front of me, that man was "GIEJANTO", the first person to visit and take me to the hospital. That's when I found out that both my parents had died.