"Tomorrow. Tomorrow we can meet again." 

That's all they say. Tomorrow is all they say. Ever since the first time I opened my eyes I was told tomorrow. All because of my eyes. I never asked for the unearthly bright purple eyes I was given. I never asked. But I have no choice. I'm after all a Kim. A Kim. You might ask what that means but I can't tell. I don't know either honestly. Nobody tells me anything in this town. I'm only told tomorrow. If only that could change. If only people would tell me today. But due to my luck I probably will regret my words. It always turns out that way.