You were a hungry orphan, wandering the small streets of Yokohama by a small river, gripping your stomach through the old, torn orphanage uniform, until you finally collapsed in the grass...

Your eyes fluttered open, only to see a shocked, white-haired boy standing over you. He immediately leaned down, shaking you gently until you sat up. "Hello-... What are you doing here?" He asked with his still surprised expression.

"I'm an... orphan..."