Seth
Standing outside the local mart that Pree has chosen seems to draw attention to me more than I have expected. The female customers that walk in and out can't keep their eyes off me even though I do nothing but standing still. I wonder why they keep looking my ways, then giggling at their partners.
Is there something on my face? Thinking to myself, I take out the phone and use it as a mirror. Strange. There is nothing on my face.
It somehow makes me feel uncomfortable. Even though my hometown is one of the famous tourist sites full of a crowd of people from different parts of the world, I barely go out that much, except for all those years back when I had to sell some souvenirs to make end meets. That was way before my foster dad took my mom and me in. Ever since he provided us with
