Status: on-going cellphone novel

Run 「走る」

The Morning.

I wake up,
freshening up for the day.

My hands reach for my bag,
and I'm off.

Who needs breakfast
when everyone just calls you fat?

I board the bus with ease,
no problem, no trouble.

The Runner Boy
is nowhere in sight.

The bus ride was smooth,
slow and normal.

The day was off to a good start.