When did it all begin? Honestly, I can't even tell.
Maybe it was when our family went bankrupt. The three of us—my parents and I—were thrown out of our home, with no choice but to live in the park.
Or perhaps it was when I turned to old friends for help, only to be tossed out by their security guards.
It might have been when I was harassed by a customer at my first job, and instead of standing by me, my boss fired me.
Over these three years, I've shed countless tears, cursing the heavens for the unfairness of it all.
Why give me everything, only to take it all away?
What kept me going? Probably, it was Zephyr.
Every time I felt like my life was at its end,
the memory of the first time I met Zephyr would surface in my mind.
He came from a humble background, yet never let it define
