Mark always found himself looking at that bakery window, that pot of tulips that sat there everyday. It was funny how he never saw the owner watering the flowers and he was secretly curious. But him to be curious for a pot of tulips? Mark would laugh thinking about it. 

To him, he was no longer a person who wanted to be curious about the small things, he wanted to grow up and be 18, he wanted to leave home and leave the lies his parents have been feeding him with. Mark did not care anymore, he wanted to be free from them and never look back. Mark just wanted to be erased him their memories and erase them from his memories. No more lies, no more fake smiles and no more pretending. The world isn't made of candies or rainbows, Mark, he always told himself before plunging deeper in drugs, alcohol and .

But there was no one else but the owner of that tulip pot would be able to move the cold heart of Mark Tuan.

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An inspiring fictional story by theVgan

"Everyone is waiting for someone."

— Taiwanese Film, Café. Waiting. Love

This story will contain the usage of vulgarities, drugs, alcohol and . Please turn away from this if you do not want to be exposed to them.

You have been warned.