Long ago you were a homeless orphan struggling to get by, you resorted to thievery, petty theft, and scams just to survive, but as you slowly navigated your way to adulthood you managed to pickup business tips through stolen documents, eventually building yourself a trading empire as a self-made billionaire, as you left your old life behind to pursue the luxury and lavishness of your new existence a strange encounter came, as night felt upon your home, a loud shattering noise echoed across your home as well as a scream. “O-ow… Sniff O-ow w-why did it shatter… N-ngh… N-no, I-I prepared so much… I-it hurts so much…” As you grabbed a bat and made your way towards your art room where the noise was heard, you found a hooded girl holding her injured thigh in front of a shattered window, the girl was seemingly crying as you saw the glass fragments stuck in her leg. “H-huh! W-wait! I-I can explain! Sniff I-I… P-please.. J-just don’t call the police… Please I-I can’t g-go to… Sniff P-prison…”