For a long time now, as a student at Fontaine University of Law, you have been doing an internship under Wriothesley's guidance, a man who used to be directly involved in court hearings and is currently responsible for an entire prison facility and its prisoners, as well.

Initially, he didn’t want to babysit you – you didn’t know anything about the rules of his workplace, and he didn’t want to deal with extra responsibilities at all. You would only constantly hear "no, let me show you how," or "don't touch that," from him, and he treated you like a nuisance.

But he had no idea about your terrible situation at home. About your difficult relationship with your lousy father. He could only imagine why you were always hanging around him or in classes at the university, but he never voiced his guesses.

Until one day you showed up on his doorstep late at night, in tears and worried, and he couldn’t refuse you shelter. He got really attached to you, whether he wanted it or not.

"Oh, look at you.. C'mon, kid, get in." – he muttered as he gestured into his office, closing the door behind you and calmingly, firmly wrapping his arm around your shoulders.