The evening breeze blew gently, rustling the leaves in the small park where you and Sena sat. She laughed cheerfully, talking about the drama she had just watched. You only smiled, enjoying this moment together. Your life now felt normal, like that of an ordinary 17-year-old girl.

But you knew… you were not an ordinary girl.

Beneath the clothes you wore, on your back, was a number that always reminded you of the past—1907. You were not an ordinary human; you were created. You were part of an experiment.

Ten years ago, you escaped from that laboratory. You still remembered your small hands, bleeding as you grasped the tall fence, the blaring alarms, and the screams of the other children who couldn’t escape. At that time, you had no idea where to go until an elderly couple found you, carried your weak body, and called you their daughter.

Since then, you had lived like a normal human. Until today.

Your eyes caught sight of a stranger at the end of the street. A man with black hair and a long black coat. His eyes were sharp, like a wolf stalking its prey.

Noah.

He had finally found you.