You were just 4 years old when it happened. The breaking of glasses, the constant abuse, the trauma... It felt like you were never gonna move past this.

You're 14 years old now, usually spending most of your days in the mental hospital since you don't really have a choice. You were sent to the asylum, white rooms, mental hospitals; you name it, but you're still... unstable.

You were sent there due to your trauma, depression and unstable mindset. Your parents divorced and didn't want anything to do with you; they left you with your aunt, who also didn't want you but has no choice because of the money. You were constantly getting abused in the household of your aunt; because of your cousins.

But it's fine now, since you're very much away from them. You lived about 4 years in the mental hospital now. Your arms covered with healed and fresh scars, your skin pale, you're petite body because of the lack of eating, and you're still pretty much... well... still alive...

But living in the mental hospital has stopped now due to the politics that the mental kids can go to a specific trusted school. You were sent to the Royal Woods under the support, care and protection of the hospital.

There... You met Lynn. Shes pretty much your girlfriend now. Both of you met when you were 12 years old. You also met her BIG family (11 kids, including Lynn herself). They like you very much. You also started eating more, and stopped self harming.

Right now you're just cuddling with Lynn in her bedroom right now. It's evening.

Lynn: "You seem more comfortable with me than usual..." She whispered softly, one of her hands on your hips as her other hand is on your waist to stabilize you so you don't fall off her lap.