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The sensitive content in the story involves violence, abuse, manipulation, guilt, and emotional trauma. These elements are depicted through physical harm, deceitful behaviors, and psychological distress experienced by the characters.

Just one small lie cause a whole consequence. Just one big lie cause a whole consequence. Just one bad action cause a whole consequence. Milo reply these thoughts on his head. Why one action ruins it all? Why one lie ruins it all? Has he suffer consequences with them? No he hasn’t and he find it fun and don’t felt guilt,but why hasn’t he get any consequences? Why hasn’t he start building good habits?

Milo walked down the street, meeting people he had met. Deep down they never know his true-selves. It didn’t hurt not for now. Not one single person know his truth. He has one empty heart that needs to be filled. Did his usually routines and met a man. Could he be manipulated? He thought in his head. He seem foolish enough to be.

“Hey, man we haven’t met for a long times. How you been?” He said. The man played along “Name Jun, How you been?” Milo figure he could take advantage of him when it time. Jun scanned at Milo. “You okay?” “Yeah, I been fine.” He replied with a grin. In order to take advantage of him he need to gain his trust. Jun knew Milo was going to use him. Based on the way he act is clever, but he isn’t foolish enough to be tricked the same way he had been trick before.

“Hey, what your phone numbers? We can keep in contact.” Jun froze, knowing if he give his phone number or someone else they could be in danger. He knew justice need to be served, but was that willing to put himself in the danger zone? He open his mouth, but closed it again. Thinking of an excuse he ran with some words slipped behind, “Bye, I really need to go home soon. Maybe when we met again?” “Sure.” He blend into the crowd to follow Jun. A way where he can take advantage of him. If he follow him home, he knew a way where he lives. Jun wasn’t heading home, rather a way to keep out of sight of bad people like Milo.

He knew the moment he ran Milo start follow him, bleeding into a crowd is a great head-start for him. Scars on his body, he knew when and what people will take advantage of him. He been through the pain, people start to gain his trust for them, but he was foolish during that time going through the pain over and over.

How many bloods has flown from his skin? He really doesn’t want to know. He hid in the ally, hoping Milo wouldn’t find him. He felt a point on his shoulder. He shuddered. A voice in his head start facing the situation, you can’t run away from it. No matter how hard you try to run, it will always come back. Maybe he should start facing the situation, after all he can’t hold on to it any longer. He failed once,twice,triple,and so on. Not this time tho it time to face it.

Dang it lost him, Milo cried. He would have been a useful tool to be used. He look down the street no sign of that man. There must be some footprint around here. Area clear, no footprint. He won’t give up not just yet. Perhaps there must be ally where he ran away.

He took a sneak peak at the ally, no sign of the man right there. Why does that man look familiar? Could it be his best friend? Or perhaps a people he harm before? It wouldn’t be right for him to keep searching for him. Especially if he look familiar.

He heard a voice a soft tender voice. He follow the voice, and bam. Surrounding by people who he had harm before. This isn’t the consequence? Right?

A moment of slash, blood drip down. This time he wasn’t chasing the victim he was the victim. How could life be so hard for them-that they hold a grudge against him? Moment in his eyes what he realize he couldn’t fix it. He seen their pains,hurt their skin. Bruise on their face. Has he harm them this much? Or was he too blind to see the pain?

He didn’t deserve in this way. Yet he has an empty hard he need to be filled. A heart fill with someone new, someone who can help him change. Maybe it a start. Maybe it’s not. But why hasn’t he feel remorse? Was his heart this empty and dark? Blood still drip from his face. He closed his eyes and let it rest.

Chirp Chrip-the morning bird sang. Woke up in a bed seeing a man beside him. “Feeling better?” “Yea,my head hurt. Who are you anyway?” The man slipped down a note and wrote his name.

Jun. “Name, Jun.” Why is that so familiar? “I suppose you broke an arm or so. Perhaps your bone?” “No, just my head hurt. I can’t remember correctly.” One action cause a whole consequences it really does. As far as he remember he was getting beat up by the people he had harm. The way their face was smiling, holding the grudge against him so much time.

A man he met has ruin it all. It like he knew. Jun look at Milo “You see the scar I had? It because you harm me.” Harm him? Do he even know him? He couldn’t remember. His head still hurts deep down. An empty heart that need to be filled. A heart that desire to seek revenge on the people he have harmed. But he look so familiar. As he scanned the man name Jun. He look like his brothers.

“We met again,Milo.” His brother name. Why hasn’t he recognize it before? His brother suffer multiples harm and yet he didn’t take action of it, rather than helping him he harm him more. Saying sorry is no use. But what he can do is change himself. One empty heart into one change heart, a filled one. “You could just left me to die there, but no you insist on helping me.” Jun admit, “Yes, I could just left you to die, but I must admit you still my brother after all.” Jun has no idea who hurt his own brother, but he still care for him. “Was it the people you has harm in the past?” He asked. “By the looked of it, I must admit yea it was.” Jun don’t know if his brother can change or not, but he still willing to keep in contact with him no matter what.

“I hope things go well for you, I pay the bills already so don't worry about it.” Jun pay the bills? He could left him to pay the bills instead. “I had to go here my phone number if you ever need to keep in contact with me.” Jun write down his number *** *** ****. “Thanks, man.” Milo didn’t know what to do at first sight he plan to use him as a victim, but the moment it was his own brother. Maybe he can change closed his eye lids as his own brother left him.

Woke up in a bed with a cast in his hand. A maid cooking for him. A paper in the drawer. A new life has come and it all start with a change. The paper flew away and it wrote down. We all can change it start from our heart.~ Jun.