Stepped in the convenience store, I always go to where cup noodles are placed.  

I'm surprised that my hair hasn't all fall off from all the instant noodles I ate. 

It's normal for me to be eating that. After all, no one at home. 

My parents aren't wealthy, but they try to provide me all the best they can afford. Seriously, the best thing I wish they can give me was some childhood memory. I have no memory of them. It's actually been years that I last have seen them. 

But, I already know I will see them soon again anyway.. 

"Dude, cup noodles again? Cook something for yourself, you know how to cook after all." My friend, Jinyi, who were friends with me since young working as a part-timer in the convenience store currently... It starts nagging as a mom will do. 

"Well... I'm cooking?" I paid for the cup noodles I'm holding and shows him. "All I have to do is just pour in all the seasoning, adds some hot water and wait. And hola! My cooking is done." I giggle as I see him shaking his head. 

"I'm missing your cooking, even my picky eater little sister likes to eat what you cook.." I look around as I listen to him while I notice someone who looked like he's trying to sneak around. 

He noticed me, oh wait.

It's a she. Aish the hat and hoodie tricked me. I wasn't able to see her hair just now. 

Seeing her holding lots of sandwiches is actually an amusing sight. After all, she looks like a rich lady wh