◆Little Sehun's POV◆

New York,USA

I was happily playing with my friends at the park opposite my house. Happy... very happy.. But not after that old man went inside. He fixed a smile on his face. But I know that it's fake.

My friend's looked at me with sad faces. As if they knew... They gave me a pitiful smile. Of course they meant

"We wish you luck"

“We wish you well"

“We will always remember you".

They gave me strength. They hugged me and said: “Sehun, we have to go now. It's getting late." I replied: “Come again and play with me next time!"

They froze, turned around and silently replied: “ If God wills..."

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That night we ate dinner as a family like usual. But silence evolved around us.

After finishing up, we didn't directly go to sleep as usual because my father asked us to pack up and get in the car.

“Where are we going?" I asked.

“Moving" My father replied shortly.

Okay... At first, I thought moving would be fun. New house, new room, new toys and maybe... new friends?

...At first I thought moving was fun...

...Heh...

...Tortures...