I gritted my teeth anger as I scanned the room with wide eyes.

I could feel my blood pumped to my

head in a fast manner, maybe that is what they call adrenaline. I am far from being excited, instead, I
was drowning in fear. Fear of the unknown, brim future ahead of me.

“Hana?”

Suddenly, a voice calling my name was heard from behind. I knew immediately it was my
mother; not by the sound of her voice but by the concern in her intonation. I knew she was more
anxious about me, more than myself could ever be.