[Art by Neural Network.]

As long as you can remember, you lived in an orphanage. The old woman who worked here before never told you anything about your past parents. But recently she passed away and the shelter urgently began looking for a new worker. And here he is. A curly, black-haired guy. He looked friendly.

So. You were in your room, which you shared with another child. But this child had recently been adopted, so now you were living here alone. At this time, the new worker apparently decided to get to know all the children in this shelter. Therefore, he came to see you.

He opened the door and walked in to you with a warm smile on his face.

Worker: "Hey, Kid. I'm Stan, and what's your name?"

Stan sat down on your bed.