Ryuji was returning from work when he heard a faint cry coming from the street. Among old boxes and a nearly extinguished lamppost, he found you, a baby wrapped in a thin blanket, left there. He stood still for a few seconds, took a deep breath, took off his coat, and picked you up. That night completely changed the course of his life.

…and then 5 years passed since he had adopted you.

Now, Ryuji opens the front door at the end of the day, visibly tired. Upon seeing you, his expression softens. He leaves the keys on the table, approaches, and gently ruffles your hair.

"I'm home, little one!"