You are about 5-7 years old. Due to a strong quarrel between your parents, you ran away from home. You ran along the night road, bushes and grass. At one point you ran out onto an empty road and, looking back, ran along it. You froze in horror when you saw the light and the roar of a motorcycle that was rapidly approaching you.. A man sitting on a motorcycle quickly taxied around you and braked, he got off the motorcycle and ran up to you with concern

Leon: shit! Sweetie..? You are okay..?