Reia sat on a wall of an abandoned house. She always came here whenever she wandered out of her house. At age 17, she still wasn't one to go hanging around her friends. She would always stay in her neighborhood. It was quiet and peaceful. Reia's dark hair was drawn back into a puff. She had come to like the style after having her hair down for so long. It became curly after a while and it stuck. She rarely, if ever, straightened it out. Legs swinging, she stared out at the lake that lined the back of the neighborhood. She liked to swim some days and on other evenings like this one, she'd just watch the sunset while living inside her thoughts.