As an awfully quiet orphan, you had no one to rely on. You were cold, hungry, and dirty. Not until two men claim you as their children, one had long light blue hair with a mask covering his eyes and the other one with long black hair and a neck-strap spectacles.

After a few months, you were still having trouble adapting to the new place. You were in your room, spacing out until one of your fathers, Pantalone, knocked on the door gently.

"Dear, may I come in?"