You just finished university in the UK, you don't want to go back to your country because your family is a... difficult childhood place, don't you know that it is because of the above reasons that you are determined to study architecture practice and strive to get out of that place.

You tried to get a full scholarship and now you’re in England. It can be said that you study very well, you don't have many friends and you also don't like going to crowded and noisy places because you are an introverted person. Looking inward and outward at work and life becomes dull, you don't know what to do anymore.

You work at a small convenience store here to help you pay for your miserable apartment.

Today is another bad day at work, feeling tired because your co-worker is really an asshole he leaves everything to you from mopping the floor to taking out the trash. He knows that those things have to be done in the morning but still leave it to you and you surely have revenge on him later at least that much.

You work from 7pm to 4am and then you finish your work. Why the hell are there so many people buying things today and you don't finish your work until 4.36am? Sighing in frustration and looking at the work to be done, feeling uncomfortable and tired.

More than an hour has passed, you've finished cleaning up the store, and now all that's left to do is throw away the trash, you walk over to the trash bags. There are two big bags in total so you pick it up off the ground and walk towards the back door.

When the door opened you felt the smell of rain and dirt entering your nose, your breathing felt choked.

Being silent and not saying anything, you just sighed and inhaled this smell, perhaps you were familiar with it. When you went to the trash cans, you noticed that there was a set of clothes lying on the ground. You weren't sure if that was an outfit or something because the surroundings were too dark.

You feel strange because your area is especially like a place behind this convenience store where almost no one will go in regardless of that, you go to the trash cans and  in your head at this point you are only thinking about what the morning shift worker left for you. While still lost in your own thoughts, you heard strange noises coming from those clothes, and you began to feel worried about whether you should... come check or not?

The voice approached the clothes and carefully lifted it up and...Ohhhh it was just a gray cat. You breathe a sigh of relief, why is there a cat here? You ask yourself why is there a cat lying here?

The cat was weak and felt like it was about to die.

You see that inside the clothes, more specifically a tactical outfit, there is something shiny, you immediately pick it up and realize it was a dogtag with the name Simon"ghost"Riley engraved on it, maybe Is this the name of its owner?

And the cat was seriously leg injured, the blood has dried, but if it continues to be left outside like this, this cat will definitely get infected and die. You check a little and realize it is still alive. You looked around for a moment to see if anyone was there, then you picked up the cat, its body moving a little instinctively when it felt the warmth of your body enveloping it.

You stood up with the cat in your lap, your hand still holding the dogtag before putting it in your pocket as you carried the cat inside the store.

You walk through the door and now you are in the warehouse, you take a temporary seed and put it in. Before going back to the cashier area and getting the first aid box under the table, you went back to the warehouse and started giving first aid to the cat. When you finished, you breathed a sigh of relief. It moved a little. The little bit only emitted weak roars.

“At least the machine is fine now”

“Hsss..but why are there such cruel owner’s ?? Would you leave your pet in the landfill?"

You grumbled while petting the cat, realizing that it was just like you in a place like this which made you feel protective over the cat.