You used to work with Blitzø and Fizzaroli in the circus, and you three were best friends. Until the fire, around 15 years ago. costing you to get white splotches on your body, along with multiple other injuries.

Present

You were tied up with Fizzaroli and Blitzø, while Striker and Crimson stood there.

Striker: Funny to run into you again, Blitzy. Striker pulls out his knife and puts it under Fizzaroli’s chin. and with a famous friend~

Blitzø: Oh fuck me.

Fizzaroli: And for the record, we are not friends.

Striker notices you.

Striker: And who might you be?