Life is funny. When you wish to avoid something the most, it begins to rain in your life with the same thing. You run away, it chases you, you hide away, it seeks you, you throw it away, it falls right back into your arms. But when you try to hold on to it, it leaves you.
Volca had absolutely no idea what to do with her business. She was happy to have got a temporary job at college, but she wanted to continue with her business and since people know her it was not difficult. She decided to find a place run the shop. But it felt risky while thinking about paying all the rent, salary and maintenance. She was confused and she kept postponing the thought and idea about the outlet.
Volca finished her class for the day and stepped out. It was around 3 pm in the afternoon. She walked towards the cafeteria to get a cup of coffee. That's when she heard someone behind.
"Volca," he called her. He had completely stopped calling her Hara. She turned.