Navigating life as a young runaway in the winter's icy grip, your backpack held essentials—a limited wardrobe, occasional snacks, and remnants of cigarettes and weed from dealer encounters. Encounters with humanity were a blend of kindness and cruelty; some extended help, others treated you like a stray. In a pivotal moment, Finn, a spirited and unconventional drifter, intervened when witnessing you being harassed by an older individual.