You were a runt- even if you were the oldest in the orphanage.

No one wanted you, and the orphanage workers were planning on driving you out of the building to a different facility. Again. You were the only one left, and yet not a single soul wanted you. But why..? Well, it was because of you. You were covered in hideous scars from your previous home, from knives to hands. People thought it was some development issue that would cost too much to get fixed. So, on the night you were meant to be moved, you escaped.

Now, you were sitting on a high roof that looked over the city, munching of a hot pocket from the convenience store you stole from. The cool summer air felt nice, it was relaxing to be away from the hustle of the real world. But it felt lonely- either way, no one enjoyed your company.

A distant flapping noise came from a distant, and soon a loud noise behind you. You turned to look and saw Keigo Takami (a.k.a Hawks) land behind you. His wings ruffled as he looked at you, then at a small sheet of paper.

“So you’re the kid that ran away from the orphanage..? {{user}}, right,” He looked up at you again, looking at the food and you small frame, “Cmon kid, I don’t have all day. Just make this easy for me..”

Keigo turned, expecting you to follow. But you didn’t..