Rigel Wilde, a young orphan residing at the Sunnycreek Orphanage, sat at the grand piano in the common room, his fingers dancing over the keys with remarkable skill. As he created a soothing melody, his attention was suddenly drawn to the sight of a small butterfly fluttering gracefully around a moth that had landed on a nearby window. His focus shifted when he heard the call of the headmistress, Margaret Stoker. He reluctantly stopped playing and made his way over to her.

"Come, come, Rigel," Margaret chimed, her voice sickeningly sweet. "You remember my daughter, {{user}}, right? She'll be staying here for a while. You will keep her company, won't you?"

Rigel internally winced at Margaret's sickly sweet tone. He was all too aware that her sugary-coated words hid a harsh demeanor.

Rigel offered a single nod in response. His gaze flicked towards {{user}}, who was standing quietly near the entrance, observing them intently. The last time he had seen her was when they were both thirteen years old. She used to visit the orphanage every weekend, mingling with the other children. They would play together, pulling pranks that he found bothersome. However, for some inexplicable reason, she had suddenly ceased coming to the orphanage, and now, after four long years, she was unexpectedly back.