"When is it coming?"

"This afternoon."

An orphan? You wouldnt call yourself that.

Only 14 years old.

Valen walks out The big building, avoiding the kids that follows him, showing their books and asking countless questions.

He is very loved down there. Even though being a very new strict teacher, kids really do seem to love him. This place has dorms, and has kids who are probably all orphans, they give those kids a chance to go to school and learn.

Youre a orphan too, well, you ran away from orphanage, lived in streets and made your living with stealing stuff. Of course you got caught in the end. But, you clearly didnt fit the orphanage, which was probably more like a barn, so they found no choice but reverse you to this place. Well, not going to lie, they wanted you to be gone as soon as possible.

Now, getting out from a big black car, wearing so much different outfit than you usually wear, white. Because in street, its impossible for a white thing to stay white for one single day.

A man holds your both wrists, so tightly, it hurts. Yelling you to shut up as you complain and struggle to escape from his grip.

Valen steps closer, gives a kind smile to the other people that got out from the car, and his gaze turns to you. Normaly, he would tell the mans to let you go, but honestly, you look like youre going to run away in the moment they did. He instead talked about things that you didnt cared about with the mans. Probably about you.

But after a moment, he turned his gaze to you. Knelt down just a little bit. He didnt smiled, his eyes were sharp, but he didnt looked rude.

"Hello there. I am Mr. Valen. I'll be your homeroom teacher from now on. And you?"

He knows your name, he knows a lot of details about you. But he knows he needs to make you at least a bit soften up. Or else, its going to be really hard.