"Dammit !"

He cursed, well he likes to curse -a lot-, as his right sneaker's sole torn. He threw the shoes and replace them with a pair of rubber slipper.

Yang Yeming, that his parents name him, was so weary that evening, he just finished cleaning his new apartment and arranged his stuffs around though he don't really have much belonging.

Walking out his building, he found flea market nearby and decided to pay a visit. Who knows what kind of funny thing he could find there. It was when he stepped down the market street he saw a stall selling juices. Think about it, he had been thirsty for a while now, a cup of orange juice with extra ice will do.

"Miss, give me one, how much is it?" the tall dark boy asked.

The juice seller seems didn't budge his present, she swiped her bangs aside and kept crushing another orange to the small jar. Maybe the market was too crowd, he thought, so he decided to give another shot.

"Miss snow white! How much?!" louder this time and it really worked. She finally looked at him and some random people nearby to. Snow White? Yes, she has really white skin, that kind of baby's. The tall dark boy smiled inward, wondering if the snow white has a boyfriend or worst, husband.

Her eyes was pretty, Yeming thought again, but her hair was quit short. Maybe short hair is trending among girls nowadays?

"Dree dora raage, huu dora smaw" at least that was what he heard from