Ria Hong was not like most other girls.<br/><br/>When she was a little girl, she and her grandfather had moved from South Korea to the United States, and when the elderly man had died years later, it had sent the girl down a spiral of uncaring, rebellious existence.<br/><br/>Attending class was rare for her, though she had a sharp mind and took home straight A's - mostly to her teachers' frustration, for how could she be that good, when she barely ever showed up?<br/>And<i> when</i>she showed up, it was with loud music in her ears, an uncaring smile on her face and the attitude of a<i> bad</i>girl.<br/><br/>She cared very little for her classmates, she cared little for rules, and she cared not at<i> all</i>for guys.<br/>It wasn't for lack of interest though - anyone could see the almost delicate beauty beneath the leather jacket and punky demeanor.<br/><br/>There were suitors.<br/><br/>Ria simply had zero interest.<br/><br/>-<br/><br/>The day was warm and nice, with the sun banishing any thought of clouds or rain - a perfect day to skip class (again).<br/>So instead of spending the day in a classroom, reading learning something she thought was utterly useless, Ria had spent the day downtown, simply enjoying the sun on her skin, some cheap and good food, and her own company.<br/><br/>She was clad in a pair of jeans, a black tank top that showed her slender form, as well as her favorite leather jacket - which had been banished from her shoulders and used as a belt because of the heat.<br/><br/>Enjoying the day, she wandered down the street, looking at her phone and sipping a cold coke, pretty unaware of where she was going...