Y/n was silent, but she didn't know why she was even hesitating. It's not like she had anywhere else to stay.

It was either there or the streets.

Y/n nodded, "Are you sure it's okay if I-?"

"Totally." Kenjii reassured with a firm nod, "It's not far from here actually."

The two walked to the container with Kenjii in the lead. The two took the time to get to know each other more.

They mostly had the same thing interests and it seemed like they could never run out of topics to talk about.

"Do you always steal to get by?"

The male's head jerked back at the sudden question, "Kinda."

"I don't think you should." Said Y/n, he looked at her as she continued, "We'll figure something out."

Kenjii for the first time in months, genuinely smiled.

With the money she had from her parents lasted them a while.

Y/n was able to get a job and Kenjii opened the bar at the age of 16. With their new source of income and by saving it up they were able to move out of the container and live their own lives.

"You couldn't have picked the worst possible place to open this bar, Kenjii."

She didn't want to be a downer but unless someone tells a person about this place, one would never know.

It was in an alleyway so she found it hard to believe anyone can see it.

The sixteen-year-old male huffed and crossed his arms, "It was the cheaper option, okay? Besides there's my first customer."

The two looked to the door and then more poured in. Y/n raised a brow at this

"They look a bit scary; don't you think?"

Before Kenjii could speak, a couple people walked to the counter and started ordering. Kenjii without hesitating was able to get them all their drinks.

"Damn you're on roll." She laughed

Y/n saw them with guns and her eyes widen, she was about to get Kenjii and drag him out of there when he spoke, "They're mercenaries, I just spoke to some of them. Apparently, they hung out here when I bought it"

"But-"

"It's okay, Y/n" he slung an arm around her shoulder, "It's okay. Even if it wasn't, I wouldn't let them hurt you."

Kenjii went to speak with some of the men who seemed to actually like Kenjii. Y/n drummed her fingers the edge of the counter when man sat on the stool behind the counter and looked at her

"Ma'am?"

"Yes?" The h/c haired girl responded politely.

"Ma'am?"

With furrowed brows she answered again, "Can I help you?"

"Hello? Ma'am?"

In snapping out of it by shaking her head, she stepped into reality.

Y/n was currently in a corner store buying some snacks so she could sulk in her new apartment. She pulled out her wallet and handed him a couple US dollars, telling him to keep the change with an apologetic smile.

When she received her things, Y/n headed out but before she did her eyes spotted a rack with the New York times

At the bottom had yesterdays but the top half had the current day.

She couldn't help but see the front page. Only in times when something happened really badly somewhere in the world, the topic would be on the front page instead of the international section.

The took the paper off the rack and looked at the heading.

'Robbery in Australia leaves the world in shock'

As she read, her hands gripped the sides of the pages harshly.

New person huh? Better than me?

I beg to fucking differ.