Original Code: ANGEL K05

6. Lose

Hard collisions are inevitable. The newly-turned Ana does not reduce her speed and the speeding bike meets each other at a distance of one meter from the phone booth.

The young cyclist bounced quite a distance and fell in the flower garden in front of the Mall. While Ana herself unexpectedly just flew into the side of the phone booth.

"Akh.. ouch!" his hissing is holding back the pain. His head felt a little spinning and twitching.

Kriyigg!

The loud ringing sound of the phone, brought his consciousness back. Ana tried to stand up. His body is a little shaky. And with great difficulty trying to get into the phone booth.

Kriiiiggg!

Before the third ringing, Shasha had snatched the hanging phone handle with trembling hands holding back the pain.

"Yes!" he said with a intermittent breath.

"You're losing!"

The cold voice of the person on the other end of the phone sounded.

Ana gritted her teeth enduring the pain and anger.

"No! I got there in time!" the argument is no less cold.

"If it wasn't for being hit by a bike, you wouldn't have made it in time!" the voice said across, still as cold as ever.

Ana glanced at the cctv in the phone booth. Although his chest was rumbling and felt jumbled, he tried to remain calm. He knows every step is monitored.

"What's my job?" the question is cold, while staring at the cctv camera.

"Nothing! You've made two mistakes. The task this time will be to leave it up to Alena!" Said the voice across flat and cruel.

"How can there be two mistakes?!" the screams don't take it. His emotions have peaked.

"You hit civilians!" The voice on the other side sounded as sharp as an indignation in Ana's heart.

Klikk!

The phone connection was cut off unilaterally.

"Damn it!"

Ana slammed the phone hard in her box. He's feeling really upset. His efforts failed because of the cyclist.

"Huh! What civilians? He must be one of you!" annoyed screams. His body fell to the floor of the phone booth.

Ana can't fight George. No matter how hard he tried to oppose the man, George would push him back. He will always be the loser.

"Miss, are you okay?"

The cyclist reached out his hand to help. She looks worried as Ana falls to the floor after receiving a call.

"Oh!"

Ana spouted an aura of anger from her heart by exhaling out loud.

"I'm fine." she replied flatly.

Ana got up from her seat. Ignoring the man's hand completely. The back of his pants was dirty. Checked himself for a moment. There is no outrageous pain. It seems he managed to land quite well in the phone booth. So no serious injury.

A short while later a bus went nowhere, stopping at the stop. Ana rushed up without looking back.

"I'm sorry!"

The cyclist's screams still stopped in Ana's ear before the bus door closed automatically. Ana bergeming. He's being bullied and wants to eat people right now.

Ana threw her body on the back row bus bench. Closing your eyes for a moment. Relieve the anger and frustration that exists.

A cute and spoiled shadow of Mimi flashed in her eye space. Slowly a line of thin smiles were painted on her beautiful face. His expression that was tense and stiff, slowly softened.

Touching the glasses. And began to enjoy the atmosphere of a night full of colorful lights in the city.

Ana remembers George. George is different. His eyes closed tightly. Trying to cast away the shadow.

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Illustrated Anastasia.

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