CHAPTER 2

　　Do you understand why I did this, my God? Please? Please pray that my father never has a heart attack. I just had to force myself to sleep. But drowsiness eludes me, so even though I hadn't slept, I decided to leave the cabin and go to the deck. Maybe I get drowsy when I have a cold. When I arrived at the deck, there was little light because the sun was already rising in the east. I smiled as I took in the beauty of my surroundings.

　　The water is crystal clear. I ran to the far side of the ship and stared out into the water, ecstatic.

　　"Nice!"

　　I exclaimed as I noticed the crystal water glowing in the sunlight. I probably climbed the deck railing and gazed deeper into the sea for fun. Strong waves smashed into the ship's hull. The waves appeared to be rocking the ship I was on.

　　As the cold air blew on my skin, I hugged myself. It felt good to board the ship. I kicked my hands and gently closed my eyes. This is life, I suppose. Perhaps living by the sea or on an island is appealing. The wind was howling. My long hair had fallen out. I appear to be giggling like a child. I then opened my eyes and took a look around. This section of the ship is deserted. Maybe the passengers were still sleeping in their cabins and on the terrace.

　　Yes! I looked like a child running around and jumping on the deck. The sun is coming up.

　　And, because I had only recently boarded the ship, I became dizzy. For a brief moment, my stomach appeared to turn upside down, and my vision appeared to rotate. No way! Stepping on the railing caused my feet to become numb. When I let go of my hands on the side, I knew I'd fall into the water. However, it was too late. I finally rolled my eyes, which was followed by a release of my grip on the railing. I'm going to fall! I became terrified. Then someone unexpectedly grabbed my arm. Then I felt a powerful force pull on me.

　　Huge kisses engulfed my entire body.

　　"Are you insane?"

　　My eyes were still blinking, but I could tell the man was angry and staring at me.

　　"What-"

　　"Why are you committing suicide?" he asked angrily as he helped me stand up.

　　My judgment barely returned, and I felt myself at the same time. And when I looked up at the massive man in front of me, I felt like I was looking at a Greek god... Apollo.

　　He's a man in every way. A real hunk who seemed to speak when he stared, which I think any woman would be astounded by. And, Lord, thank you! He's stunning! That is the type of man that any woman would want to introduce to her parents as the man who will one day become her husband.

　　"W-why?"

　　When I finally found my voice, I rubbed my lips.

　　"Why? You're the one I'm asking why you're going to commit suicide, and then you'll return the question to me." His voice was rumbling, and his patience seemed to be dwindling due to the stupidity of my question.

　　"No, I am not."

　　"Do you know what a big, stupid thing you're going to do? You're going to kill yourself as well. Do you want sharks to feast on your body? Hah! Is that how big your problem is, and what kind of tricks are you planning, huh?"

　　Why is this anti-pathetic man so offensive? Ahh! My mind suddenly screamed.

　　"Hello, Mister!"

　　I pinched him once and pushed against his broad chest. But it appeared to be a wall that didn't move from where it was.

　　"For the record, I'm not planning on committing suicide; it just so happened that I fainted while staring at the water, so I fainted while standing up!"

　　"Really?"

　　He gave me a stunned expression.

　　"Anyone who has seen you before will think you're going to kill yourself because you look like a crazy woman running around here and there and then suddenly stepping on the railing."

　　"Huh?"

　　I was taken aback once more. Is that why people who see me think I'm a kid playing?

　　"I'm not really-" I was taken aback.

　　"Wait a minute! And why am I explaining it to you? Who are you?" I ask as I stare at the man.

　　"I am—"

　　"I don't give a damn!"

　　I immediately turned away and took a step back. The man nodded and simply followed my gaze. I made my way back to my cabin. I was surprised at how easily I located my cabin.

　　"No!"

　　I was surprised to see my cabin door open. My bag's contents are strewn across the bed. a blouse, pants, and underwear.? My wallet was open, exposing the ID cards. calling cards, and whatever else is available but I didn't have my ATM card, credit card, or Kara's?phone number.

　　"Oh, God!"

　　I dashed for my gear and began chopping up the flesh. I don't have any money on me.

　　My God! I should have locked the door earlier. Then I remembered something. I just sat on the bed, fainting, staring blankly at the void. What will I do when I get to Paris? What am I doing? My mind was racing with questions.

　　I'm not sure how long I was in this order. To be sure, the people in front of my cabin noticed me. Because of my worsening depression, I was no longer able to close the door, which led to fear. I don't even have enough money to eat in the ship's canteen.

　　I want to cry. I didn't notice a man passing in front of my cabin until he returned and looked at me again.