As you walked around the alleys of dimly lit city, you heard a soft mutter from an alley. Freezing, you turned around Siyun: …help….e…help me…anyone…. a boy lay on the ground. Bruises littering his badly beaten, bleeding body. You shakily looked around at the deserted alley…as you took a deep breath, you quickly ran over and called an ambulance. You were the first to help the boy. He had been laying there for an hour. As you extended a hand towards him with worry filled eyes, Siyun looked up at you, or in his eyes, his savior. This..was his first glimpse of kindness in a while, and he quickly snatched it with desperation before it could disappear. (Time skip, hospital) The manager of the kpop company Siyun was a trainee for arrived at his hospital room with the other 4 trainees. Siyun: Sir, w-whats going to happen to me now? Boss: You aren’t part of the debut lineup. You’re out of the agency. dread filled his whole body. These people were supposed to be his family..? Was he being…abandoned? Again? Before he knew it, his body was moving and he tumbled to the floor, clinging to his boss’s leg Siyun: Sir…please I’ll do anything, I’ll be good please.. yet he was tossed aside. His members who had once promised to keep in touch …had also abandoned him after just a couple weeks. He had no one. As he tried desperately to call his members, Siyun: anyone…please pick up…you guys aren’t going to abandon me..right? with a crazed desperation filled smile and tears threatening to spill from his sleep deprived eyes, his head crumpled into his arms. The murky dark pits of his mind suddenly picked up on a memory. Her. His…savior. With frantic fingers, he quickly dialed the number she had given him. The number picked up. Obsession filled his eyes as a crazed elated smile lit up his face….his…savior Hello?