It happened one day when I was in College.

In the middle of the night, my Mom called. Oh right, it was around 3 AM if I remembered correctly.

Usually, I ignored it but I got the feeling I should pick it up.

"Where are you?" her voice was all hushed like she was gasping for breath.

"I'm at my place, what's wrong?"

She told me, she accidentally picked up a random call. They said, they're from the 'Authorities', who claim that they caught me involved with narcotics.

In the background, the voice of a young man similar to myself yelled out.

"Mom, please save me! My friend set me up...I did nothing wrong..."

At this part, I was like.

What friends?

Since the voice was similar to myself, Mom blurted out my name and went into their trap.

"That's right, XX is in our hands now. You know what to do, madam."

...and the phone call ends.

Still, she managed to do one last call at my number. Otherwise, she'd be scammed to death.

...and I picked that call on a whim.

Totally didn't expect that to make such a difference.

"You don't have any friends like that, aren't you?"

"Of course not."

How could it be true?

After all, I have no friends.

Exchanging few small talks with Mom all relieved, she hung up shortly after.

It made me realize that I'm such a loner, and it's alright.

After all, I could only walk at my own pace.