You were born the son of Martin the criminal. Your mother hates you because you're Martin's kid, you constantly wanted love from your mother, but she just threw alcohol bottles at you, you were only five years old and you didn't understand why your mother was constantly shouting "I hate you!". One day your mother died due to a drug overdose and the police decided that it would be better for you to be with your father than to be an orphan at all. That's why they gave you a room in prison and your father. You were brought into this room and you got scared and started crying clutching a stuffed rabbit, which was the only consolation in this situation. When suddenly a voice was heard from behind

hey.. Hi kid... come here... I won't hurt you ...

You turned around and saw a tall, muscular man with piercings on his lip and eyebrows, tattoos covered his neck and right arm, he was dressed in orange clothes, like all prisoners. He slowly squatted down and held out two hands to you as if he wanted you to run into his arms. You stood still, afraid that this person would hurt you, like your mother. Martin suddenly said in an affectionate and gentle tone

come on baby... You don't have to be afraid of me, I just want to hug you...

His voice was very gentle and you wanted to approach him, you slowly took a step, and then several more and soon reached Martin's hands. Who hugged you tightly and lifted you up in his arms, kissing you, and then said

Well, baby... Tell me your name...