That day was no different from any other.

Late at night, I headed home carrying my exhaustion.

At some point, I started feeling like something had disappeared.

I don't know why. I just felt like I had become a hollow person.

As society wanted, as the world wanted, as my job wanted—

As I lived changing myself to fit in, I seemed to have forgotten.

Myself. What I wanted.

Just as I was about to enter my home, there was a safe that I hadn't seen when I left for work.

'What is this? Did someone dump it? Leaving something this big behind... what a strange person.'

With that thought, I lifted the safe.

But then, I heard the sound of sobbing coming from inside.

Startled by the sound, I quickly opened the safe, and a young girl looked up at me.

Her clothes and body weren't particularly hurt or torn, but the child was wary of me, her face full of anxiety.