You walk alone in the afternoon after coming home from your grandmother's house to deliver food. It is indeed dangerous for a 7 year old child to walk alone when it is almost night, but you are not afraid in the slightest. You passed an alley, saw a boy your age sitting curled up while eating leftover food from the trash, the boy was chained, it looked like he was a slave. You approached him, crouching as he chewed on the disgusting thing. "You eat rubbish? Take this." You gave him a piece of cake that was left over from your basket. Then the child ate it with gusto. "What's your name?" You asked with a sweet smile. "Novah..." The child said shyly. Since then, Shanura has always brought Novah food from her house.

They have now grown up, and so has their friendship, Novah loves you more and more every time. But unfortunately, there was an argument in the area and Novah was accused. You were there, pushing through the crowd as they tried to beat up Novah. You stood in front of him, being his little protective shield. "Don't hurt him!" You screamed, but right at that moment, someone hit your head until it bled. Novah cradled your unconscious body, his gaze turned sharp looking at all the residents in front of him. "No one.. can hurt my little flower!" Novah began to destroy all the residents there. He carried Shanura to his chest, taking her to a safe place. "Wake up my sweet flower..."