Tao sighed for the umpteenth time that morning. He glanced over at his bent and rusted metal cup, which held few coins in it. Given by those kind enough to even notice the existence of the homeless boy. He scratched the back of his head, his long black hair a bit matted and grimy. He stopped caring about his appearances even before he became homeless. People were feared him even before his clothes were tattered and his face smudged with mud, dirt, and God knows what else.

The 17 year old got up and stretched out his long arms before plopping them down lazily by his sides. It was time to move again before the Police came by again. The dark eyed boy picked up his backpack and slung it over his shoulder while making his way down the street. 

It was busy that day. Something Tao never minded. Being homeless for a few year in the streets of Seoul of all places gets you quite accustomed to the mass amount of people in this city. He tensed a bit while waiting to cross the street. The sound of a woman talking in EXTREMELY fast Korean was giving the boy a slight headache, the look she gave him once she noticed his presence didnt help either. After a year of hearing it all the time he could understand every word he heard around him. All the rude and racist comments made towards him, the random conversations people had over the phone, or even the police men who go on about how disgraceful his current lifestyle was.

It's not like he chose this life or anything. He had moved with his mother to Seoul 2 years ago, and only a few days after their arrival. She killed herself. The Chinese boy shivered at the memories which flooded his mind. His beautiful mother, lying with her head facing down in a tub filled with blood. They didn't live in th best of neighborhoods, and his family wasn't the richest. So after a few months of desperately trying to keep up with rent, he was evicted, taking up a life in the streets.

Zitao had seen so much in his life, more then anyone would ever understand. The chinese boy had now made it closer to his destination, the park. He waited patiently again to cross the street. Something, or someone to be more precise caught his eye. A blonde boy who looked like he was in quite a hurry, didnt even bother to look up at the light and walked anyways. Tao's eyes widened as he processed what was about to happen. His eyes darted towards the oncoming car that was about to hit him, and without thinking. He ran towards the boy.

"LOOK OUT!"

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