Zhao Nari'san Soto
"Then..."
Zhao sighed as he walked through the door to his fairly sized house. Looking around, he knew by how clean it was his mother was home, but his father was probably out with a client he swears he has, but he even knows that's more than a client. Walking into the house he walked up slowly to his room knowing how upset his mother would get when someone woke her up out of her sleep. When he walked to his room he closed the door and started putting some clothes in his backpack and opening up his window. Finally this will be the last day of living with people who barely talk to you and can't leave because that's the only place they could go to. But, he had a place to go and it wasn't there, he would find his motivation , he wasn't gong to fail at that.
Putting his backpack back on he started climbing out of he window, and onto the tree by it. Closing his window and locking it from the outside, he looked down for a while before climbing down the tree and walking away like he did nothing wrong. Why didn't he go back down stairs and walked through the front door? Well, because his family showed up always on time. Zhao will always show up second after is mother comes home, then it was his sister a minute later, then his father always comes home last. It was a very easy schedule to follow, it wasn't hard at all. He just kept walking until he heard traffic to know that he was heading toward the city. Just kept walking until he could find a new place, he could call home.
"Now..."
Sighing as he walked down stairs to see some of the hand awake, he was pretty surprised that this big place could fit more than twenty-five members, well the members that didn't have any place to go. Zhao was dressed and it was for a meeting with another fans in town, it was for a vacation a break, but what break did he need, every time he comes to this place, where his career and reputation started, he thought of it as a break a break from them. Now he's getting another break he doesn't need. He watched as everyone ate their breakfast and chatted about their recent activities, or social moments not too long ago.
Hearing say their hellos and how was your sleep even though they knew the answer. After he talked with them he walked out the door facing the limo before he got in, not understanding why he had to ride a limo, limos where not for him, he didn't ride anything that was bigger than a mustang. Getting inside finally, he looked around not really feeling comfortable with the seating, he like leather seating more. When the driver introduced himself Zhao nodded an he sat his bags on the floor, he drove off. He has never been that far, only within the range of the city he lived in. Finally getting to the place he was suppose to go and nodded a thank you to the driver, never saying his name only nodded. Walking towards the mansion he started walking towards a group of people already here but stopped only being a yard away, knowing that he didn't like to be round people period.
"Then..."
Zhao sighed as he walked through the door to his fairly sized house. Looking around, he knew by how clean it was his mother was home, but his father was probably out with a client he swears he has, but he even knows that's more than a client. Walking into the house he walked up slowly to his room knowing how upset his mother would get when someone woke her up out of her sleep. When he walked to his room he closed the door and started putting some clothes in his backpack and opening up his window. Finally this will be the last day of living with people who barely talk to you and can't leave because that's the only place they could go to. But, he had a place to go and it wasn't there, he would find his motivation , he wasn't gong to fail at that.
Putting his backpack back on he started climbing out of he window, and onto the tree by it. Closing his window and locking it from the outside, he looked down for a while before climbing down the tree and walking away like he did nothing wrong. Why didn't he go back down stairs and walked through the front door? Well, because his family showed up always on time. Zhao will always show up second after is mother comes home, then it was his sister a minute later, then his father always comes home last. It was a very easy schedule to follow, it wasn't hard at all. He just kept walking until he heard traffic to know that he was heading toward the city. Just kept walking until he could find a new place, he could call home.
"Now..."
Sighing as he walked down stairs to see some of the hand awake, he was pretty surprised that this big place could fit more than twenty-five members, well the members that didn't have any place to go. Zhao was dressed and it was for a meeting with another fans in town, it was for a vacation a break, but what break did he need, every time he comes to this place, where his career and reputation started, he thought of it as a break a break from them. Now he's getting another break he doesn't need. He watched as everyone ate their breakfast and chatted about their recent activities, or social moments not too long ago.
Hearing say their hellos and how was your sleep even though they knew the answer. After he talked with them he walked out the door facing the limo before he got in, not understanding why he had to ride a limo, limos where not for him, he didn't ride anything that was bigger than a mustang. Getting inside finally, he looked around not really feeling comfortable with the seating, he like leather seating more. When the driver introduced himself Zhao nodded an he sat his bags on the floor, he drove off. He has never been that far, only within the range of the city he lived in. Finally getting to the place he was suppose to go and nodded a thank you to the driver, never saying his name only nodded. Walking towards the mansion he started walking towards a group of people already here but stopped only being a yard away, knowing that he didn't like to be round people period.