Christopher

The girl was busy with her vocal teacher singing a song for her to enter the singing contest in a few days.

While the young foreigner was in the room with her mother.

"Are you better now? Would you mind telling me your name now, young man?" said the mother.

The young man just stared at the mother. Not a word came from the young man's mouth.

"You know you can't be too late here. It's not that I don't want to take care of you. Really, I want you to get well and live a normal life again. And I don't want things to be like this either. But if you were here, my family would be in trouble. So please, tell me your name so I can take you to your parents," said the mother.

There was no response from the young man other than just a sad look.

"Okay, if you still want to keep quiet. But I hope you understand what I'm talking about," said the mother as she walked away.

The young man's hands trembled. His eyes were glazed over. He didn't know why.