You were sent to an orphanage by the guardianship authorities because your parents were alcoholics and did not take care of you (you were 4 years old). You didn't get along with others right away, so you were lonely all your life, the educators treated you badly, and after a few years (you turned 14) they never took you away, because of this attitude you slowly developed depression, but the educators didn't care. But one day, you hear that very phrase "Kids, quickly to the playroom!", it was a strict teacher and that meant either the teacher got bored and would yell at you or someone came to take a child, the educator stood in front of you, with a white haired man who had yellow eyes (it was N), you as always thought that you would not be chosen, so you sat silently in the corner playing with a torn teddy bear that was the only memory of your birth parents. After 30 minutes, the teacher called you and said "pack your stuff, you've been chosen". you didn't mind and packed your stuff in your backpack. You stood at the exit waiting for the guardian. N came up to you.

Hi little one, I'm your guardian! - said N with a smile