“She has been very quiet ever since she came here. I tried to talk to her too, but it felt like I
was the only one who spoke. Her loneliness is far greater than ours. From my heart, a curse
comes out for that person who commits a crime worse than murders against people. Such people
are neither counted among the living nor the dead.”
“You’re right. If she remains silent like this, she will go mad.”
“At least mad people are free from this world, living in their own world.”
Two girls were talking to themselves.
“The food is ready. Madam is calling everyone,” the caretaker came and spoke.
“We’ll come, but what about her?” one of the girls said.
“Don’t worry about her,” the caretaker replied.
The two girls started walking behind them.
“Listen,” she called out.
It was the first time they had heard her voice there.
They immediately turned back and moved toward her. When they came closer, she asked,
“Do they serve poison here along with food?”
“If that were the case, none of us would be alive here,” one of the girls replied.
Hearing this, she rested her head on her knees. That answer felt very painful to her.
“Will you eat?” one of the girls asked.
“My stomach gets full of sorrow; that’s why I don’t feel hungry.”
“Don’t you get bored eating the same kind of food every day?” one of them asked.
“No. Now I desire only death and nothing else.”
She did not lift her head.
“As you wish,” they said, and both girls left.
After they left, she began to cry uncontrollably.
“When will death come to me? I don’t want to live here,” she expressed her pain to herself
while crying.
She was turning restless due to extreme hunger. Even though sorrow was her food, the
reality of the human body is that real food is necessary.
Her eyes fell on the window, and at that very moment, a paper flew onto her bed where she
was lying.
Why is this window never closed? She got up to close it, and her eyes fell on that paper.
Written on it in big letters were the words:
“I need help. Save me.”
“Someone needs help,” she said, and immediately rushed to the window and looked outside.
“There’s no one here. Then where did this note come from? My floor is the third one, quite
high above the ground.”
She was still thinking when the sound of “Help”! Is anyone there?” struck her ears.
She was still standing by the window. She immediately leaned out and saw someone lying
on the ground, moving repeatedly.
“He must be injured. I should help you. But how will I get out of here?” She murmured.
She moved toward the door and slowly opened it, carefully peeking outside.
“There’s no one right now. This is the right moment. I should leave,” she said.
She stepped out and gently closed her door, then started moving forward.
Her heart was pounding because it was already very late at night.
“What if someone sees me? And what if I see someone?” She kept thinking, but her steps
did not stop.
She reached the lift, and it opened. She entered and pressed the ground floor.
“What if someone sees me on the ground floor? So what? I’m not doing anything wrong.
Someone needs my help,” she thought.
Her heart was still tender; the desire to help others was still alive within her.
As the lift doors opened
Thank God, she sighed in relief and stepped out of the lift, moving toward the door.
Then she thought that there must be a guard at the main gate. How will I get out?
She thought about this, but for some reason decided to move forward.
“Whatever happens, I’ll face it,” she said to herself.
When she reached the main gate, she said quietly,
“Today fate has chosen me to help that person.”
She crossed the main gate.
Seeing the silence and emptiness outside increased her fear and nervousness.
“If there’s any danger, I’m alone,” she thought.
Just then, she again heard the sound of “Help,” and she ran toward it.
He was lying at the back of the building.
She reached him and looked up at the building.
“Anyone can see me from here,” she thought.
As she went closer, she saw a young man lying injured on the ground, writhing in pain.
Seeing her, he shouted,
“Help me, please save me!”
“Who are you? How did all this happen?” She asked, her voice changing after seeing him.
She could feel his pain.
There were deep wounds on his head, shoulder, and leg.
“Save me. They will kill me,” he said, holding her hand.
Hearing this, she panicked, looked around, and said,
“There’s no one here. Who will kill you?”
“I can’t tell you everything right now. Take me away from here,” he said.
Hearing this, she went into deep thoughts.
“I don’t have a home of my own, and I can’t leave him here either. I don’t know who those
people are. What should I do?”
She was in great confusion. This decision was very difficult for her, and she needed time,
but she had very little time.
She looked toward her window and said,
“What are you thinking? Will you leave me here?”
He hugged her.
She immediately pushed him away.
“Can you walk?” She asked.
“Yes, I can walk. Now hurry, let’s go.”
“Can you take support from my shoulder?” He asked.
Hearing this, she went into deep thoughts.
“How can I give my shoulder to a stranger?” She thought.
But how would he walk otherwise?
“Alright,” she said.
She sat down, and he placed his hand on her shoulder.
Her heart was pounding loudly.
With great difficulty, he stood up and began moving forward, limping, with her support.
“Walk carefully and don’t make any noise,” she instructed him.
They had now reached the main gate.
She took a deep breath, and they moved forward.
“Anyone can see us at any time, so keep your eyes open,” she said.
“Okay, I’ll be careful,” he replied.
“Hmm,” she said.
They reached the lift and waited for it to come down.
“Please let this lift be empty,” she thought anxiously.
The lift doors opened, and they immediately went inside.
She kept thinking that no one should see them.
The lift reached the third floor.
The doors opened.
“There’s no one here. You’re lucky,” she said.
“No, you are,” he replied.
“Shh… speak softly, someone might hear,” she said.
“Okay… ah… walk a little slowly, I’m in pain,” he said in a painful voice.
“Oh, sorry,” she apologized, and started walking a little more slowly when suddenly she felt
a movement.
She panicked.
“Someone is coming. Hide! Where should we hide?”
She began searching for a place to hide.
“There,” he said quickly. “Behind the stairs.”
They hurried toward the stairs and hid in the small space behind them.
She took a deep breath.
“We were about to get caught,” she said, and looked at him.
He was staring at her.
“What happened?” She asked, startled, as if he had been lost in his thoughts.
“Nothing,” he replied.
She slightly stuck her head out to check if everything was fine.
“I think whoever it had gone,” he said, looking straight ahead.
She looked at him and saw that he was making soft sounds due to pain.
Seeing his condition, she became worried and said,
“Are you okay? We’ve almost reached. Nothing will happen.”
“Okay,” he said reassuringly.
It was the first time she smiled slightly.
“Thanks,” he said after getting comforted.
She didn’t reply.
“Come on, we have to go now.”
With her shoulder supporting him, they reached the room.
Her hands were trembling.
With great difficulty, she opened the door, and they entered the room.
She immediately locked it and leaned against the door.
“Oh… you’re with me too,” she said, then made him sit on the bed.
“Sit here. I’ll be right back.”
She picked up a jug, poured water into a glass, and came back to him.
“Water,” she said.
He kept looking at her.
“Water,” she said again, gesturing toward the glass with her eyes.
His attention slipped, and she handed him the glass.
“Listen… will you give me water?” He spoke.
“My hands might drop this glass. I’m injured.”
“Um… ah…” She became nervous.
“Okay,” she said, taking the glass from him.
“You’ll have to remove your mask,” she said.
“Oh shit,” he said.
Why did he say “oh shit”? She started thinking and looked at him.
“Leave it. I’m not thirsty,” he said.
“You don’t want to show your face?” She asked immediately.
“Yes, think of it that way,” he replied.
“That’s strange,” she said, making a face, then went and placed the glass on the table.
She took out the first-aid box from the drawer and brought it to him.
“Here you go. You’re quite rude. The patient will treat himself,” he said.
She came closer and said,
“Be thankful you survived. One shouldn’t have such high expectations from people.”
She then went and stood by the window, looking outside.
Did I do the right thing by giving shelter to a stranger in my room?
Why is my heart so soft?
I won’t sleep, and as soon as morning comes, I’ll tell him to leave.
She was thinking all this while he sat on the bed, treating his wounds with the help of the
first-aid box.
It was quite late at night.
It had been two and a half hours since he came into the room.
He got tired sitting on the bed, while on the other side. She sat near the window, resting her
head on her knees, keeping an eye on him.
“You won’t harm me, will you?” She asked.
“If I say no, you still won’t believe me,” he replied.
Hearing this, her sleep vanished.
“What do you mean by that?” She asked.
“It’s human nature, not trusting strangers. I’m still a stranger to you, but we’ll soon become
friends,” he said.
Hearing this, she felt bad and replied harshly,
“Have you gone mad? You can never be my friend. I hate boys.”
“I know,” he said.
“How do you know?” She asked in surprise.
He got up from the bed and came to sit beside her.
She became very nervous and moved a little farther away from him, so he could sense that
she wanted him to keep his distance.
“Can I ask you something?” He said, looking at her.
Hearing this, she looked at him and said,
“Yes, ask.”
“How did all this happen?” He asked.
“What do you mean? How did it happen?” She asked in surprise.
He fell silent, perhaps thinking about how to place his words in front of her.
“Go on, what did you want to ask?” She said.
There was restlessness in her heart; she wanted to know what he was going to ask.
“Who gave you this sorrow?” He asked, looking at her with eyes full of affection.
“Are you a poet?” She asked.
“No,” he replied.
“The way you asked was poetic. Anyway, I avoid talking about this sorrow, so I won’t tell
you, "She said after a pause.
“By the way, I have a question too. May I ask?” She asked him.
“I’m ready,” he replied.
“Why are you wearing a mask?” She asked, raising her eyebrow slightly.
“I am ashamed of myself.”
“What? What kind of answer is that?” She spoke.
“As far as I think, you are obsessed with your beauty and don’t want to show your face to
anyone, right?” She spoke.
“In my eyes, beauty does not exist if a person does not have a good heart. The beauty of
someone without a good heart is of no use,” he said, looking at her.
“Don’t lie. These are just things people say. If there were even a little truth in this, no one in
the world would be alone,” she said, staring at him intently.
“When it happens in reality, you will believe it,” he said.
“I will no longer let my fate experiment on me,” she said.
Hearing this, he burst into laughter.
Seeing him laugh, she got irritated and said,
“Why are you laughing? As if I cracked a joke.”
“No, nothing. Just like that,” he said, laughing loudly.
Seeing him laugh, she didn’t know why, but she smiled too.
Before this, no one’s company had ever brought a smile to her face. This was the first time
she was laughing at someone’s words.
“Are you feeling sleepy?” He asked.
“No… um… I’m not sleepy,” she replied.
He understood that she was lying. He knew that he was the reason she couldn’t sleep.
By now, they had been sitting like this for five hours.
She was extremely sleepy. Sleep would come and pull her into it, but a fear would wake her
again, and this way, she could not fall asleep.
He was watching all of this happen.
“I’ll make you sleep,” he thought to himself and took his cellphone out of his pocket.
She was drifting toward sleep again.
This was the right moment.
He smiled softly and played a sleep song.
The song was so powerful that it could put even the strongest to sleep. Its effect took her
over in such a way that she rested her head on her knees and fell into a deep sleep.
He sat close to her and, resting his head on his knees, kept watching her.
Suddenly, there was a knock on her room door, and her eyes flew open.
He was sitting beside her, but she didn’t focus on that
The sound had created sudden chaos between them.
Who could it be at four in the morning?
She looked at him, and he was looking at her.
“Shhh… you hide,” she whispered.
“But where will I hide?” He said.
“In the cupboard,” he replied immediately.
“Alright, hide quickly before I see who it is,” she said.
She slowly moved toward the door.
Her heart was pounding, her breathing fast, her steps heavy.
Meanwhile, he had gone and hidden inside the cupboard.
As soon as he closed the cupboard door, she opened the door.
She froze in shock
Because standing at the door was someone who may have known everything.27Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6DFAmJJo1L
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