Prologue

"Damn you, you've only been with me once and you're already cheating on me!"

In the alleyway, a couple of teenagers stood while leaning on the wall. They looked at the girl who was throwing a swear.

She walked toward them with much courage in her eyes. Her brows furrowed when she prepared her hand. After reaching the boy, she landed a slap on his left cheek.

The other girl snorted. She decided to leave them.

Haven touched his left cheek. The slap did not hurt much, but it did embarrass him. Haven looked flatly at the person in front of him. Because of her, his new girl had misunderstood him. Haven folded his arms across his chest.

Mika, in the school uniform, remained silent. Her face was red because of anger.

"What do you want to say?" he asked casually. A smirk appeared on his face chiseled by the gods.

"You... can still hang out with other girls?"

"Why?" Haven smiled wryly. His exes were like that, never tired of chasing him. For your information, being handsome and popular isn't that easy.

"If you want to ask me back, sorry, I can't do it. There are many other guys for you in this world," Haven added.

She chuckled, "Haish, you're so full of yourself. No one wants to get back with a jerk who likes to play with girls' hearts. Listen, you better stop now and apologize to all the girls you hurt, or-"

"Or what? Would you like to curse me? Just tell me you still want to be with me, Mika."

Mika laughed blandly. She looked up at the sky for a moment. That boy was not to be expected, she thought.

"I think you just realized that you're suffering." He held his laugh.

Mika walked closer while she reached into her backpack. Mika took out a small package. With a lopsided smile, the girl opened the package and then threw the contents into the air.

Haven was unable to react quickly. The white powder hit his face, making his vision became blurry and hurting his throat. In a split second, his body fell unconscious.

***

After half an hour, Haven came to his senses. He shook his head several times at the different circumstances. The alleyway seemed very wide and the sky was very high. Haven reached up. Instantly, he saw a small hand. Haven gaped. Then he saw the left hand.

"Are you awake?"

Haven looked up. Mika was standing not far away. A satisfied smile graced her face. She said, "Wow, Prince Haven is really cute and tiny."

Haven was silent. Some girls complimented him like that, but Mika's expression aroused suspicion. About to speak, Haven reflexively held his lips. Instead of a bass voice, a baby babbled. Haven spoke again and the squeaky voice returned.

"It looks good. This way, Prince Haven will know what it's like to suffer. Even though the events are different, the pain effect is not much different." Mika nodded with a smile.

"And hopefully someone nice will help. Bye, Haven Bastard. I'm going home, Mama's waiting for me," Mika said and turned to leave.

"Tata... Tata!"

Haven shouted. Both his hands reached forward. That didn't stop Mika from moving. She moved further away until her back disappeared.

Looking down, Haven found a pair of small feet wrapped in cloth. It looked like Mika had dressed him.

"Ika! Ika!" Haven shouted and tried to stand up. His little legs had weak strength that he fell on his butt.

Haven didn't know why he felt so sad. Not to mention the water that obscured his vision. Once again, he called Mika.

Haven's efforts almost paid off when he succeeded in standing. It only took a few more attempts, then it could catch up with her.

At the same time, a fat brown cat arrived. Haven was instantly alarmed. The overweight cat could do anything to his small body. Haven shielded himself using two fists in front of his body. He frowned, creating a serious face.

The brown cat was getting closer. Its yellow eyes flashed under the orange sky. Its tail wiggled slowly.

At once he was brave but then he was afraid. Haven had his eyes closed if the cat pounced on him. In reality, the collar of his back shirt was pulled and Haven's body moved in the opposite direction to Mika.

For almost fifteen minutes, the brown cat dragged the puff body. For the same duration, Haven let out many grunts and screams. He struggled and struggled to get nothing.

Then suddenly, Haven stopped being dragged. The brown cat also focused its attention on a person who was blocking the road. Its cheeks trembled.

"Eh, baby? Being dragged by a cat?"

A girl with bangs was confused by the scene in front of her. Crouching down to get a better look, the brown cat wore a wary expression.

"Why would a cat kidnap a baby?" she muttered as she took out a fresh fish from a plastic bag.

The brown cat immediately snatched the fish. It left the scene without looking back.

Aqilla silently looked at the small bear-clad body. "Handsome, where are you from?" she asked, making Haven smile smugly.

"I'm still handsome at least."

"Tata, tata." Haven was surprised by his own words. He covered his mouth. It was embarrassing to be in this body, he said to himself. 

Aqilla propped up her chin, her forehead furrowed, busy thinking about the origin of the baby dragged by the cat.

"This handsome, how could it be intentionally thrown away? Little Baby, will you calm down? I'll take care of you until I find your parents," she said with a smile.

Haven glared in surprise as he was lifted. His cheeks puffed up, prepared for anything that might happen. He made fists as the girl rubbed their cheeks.

"Adorable."

Haven raised a hand to get the girl to stop rubbing their cheeks. He tried to push, shove, even hit. Realizing his efforts were useless, his tears flowed uncontrollably.

"Huwaaa ...."