Kiseop's pov: (his past) It was a day like any other day.I had no parents, no home, no food. i had nothing. My parents died when i was nine and from that day lived like that. Exactly for five years i suffered. I really don't know why i was still alive. I could just kill myself,and everything would be completely fine. something in my head would prevent me, though. No.....it was more like a whisper. Was somebody watching me?  Nah, it was just my imagination. The sun began to sink like a ship,and families began to go inside their cozy homes. I peered into an open window and saw a love-warming family enjoying dinner. I remember how my family use to do that.We told stories,and i would tell my parents some funny jokes that were told at school.School....oh how i miss that. Some kids say it's so boring and always say they would give anything not to go.Oh yah??? Do you want to switch lives? I realized warm tears ran down my face,so i cleaned them off. I kept looking into the window,until they closed their  cutains. i sighed, and turned around walking the opposite direction. A cold breeze began to touch my skin and it gave me goosebumps. I rubbed my skin to keep it warm,but nothing seemed to keep me warm. I turned my head from side to side looking for shelter. That's when i saw the bakery shop open.I ran torward the door and snuck in. I crawled on the floor looking for somewhere to hide. i couldn't risk getting caught and getting kicked out! That's when i bumped into a pair of legs."may i help you kid?" a cold tone questioned. I looked up to see a lady with curly hair."ummm...no mam. You see i have no home and it's getting really-" "Kid,if you don't wish to buy anything,can you please leave?" I sighed,"well...if i can stay since it's so cold outside." i said getting up. The lady glared at me"kid no money?well then leave!"she said kicking me out. I let a big sigh and rolled my eyes.Why did people have to be so cruel?i kept walking futher and the sun was gone. I wa