Black smoke dancing while flying trying to escape to the air from the large and grey building. The words Child Mental Institution that were hanging splendidly slowly burning into dark ashes.

The screams and shouts of hope to survive the hazy surrounding echoed through the darkness of the night.

The ambulances and fire trucks placed all around the building with each come bringing a languid victim.
While I just stand there hoping all my patients that I treat for just about two years were saved and sound.

Standing five meters away from me, a boy with black hoodie just standing there emotionless and for seconds of staring and observing the tall and charming guy, I sense that he was familiar. One of the odd patient in the place I work.

A boy who is labelled by the doctor as an asperger's child. The sickness that caused by an abusive past that made someone lost the norm of mankind's behavior. 

And I had no idea that this guy will play a big role in my life..