Gun

No one wanted to go into dark places, especially poor neighborhoods. If it was a man, he might be robbed or beaten at best. However, for girls, the situation was even more dangerous, especially for those who didn't even realize what could happen.

Step. Step. Step.

A few silhouettes stepped along a dark road among old and grimy houses. Smoke was coming from the silhouettes, with a very unpleasant smell as its source was cheap cigarettes.

'Hmm... Just as I thought there would be a lot of people here who smoke... Don't they care about their health at all? Smoking is not healthy!' Mia inwardly shook her head, stepped forward, and walked the other way. There was no need for her to face them.

Unfortunately, unlike Mia, the silhouettes were not going to ignore her. One of them pointed at her as devious smirks appeared on the faces of the others. They were drunk and in an inadequate state of mind, but even despite Mia's age, they all had the same idea.