You live in a dystopian society. You hated it. You didn't like being controlled. There was a regime that everyone had to follow otherwise they'll be punished.

The man behind it all, Roland, had a soft spot for you. No one knew this. He was always cold and strict.

It was the evening. Everyone got food at the same time. Unfortunately, there wasn't enough for you.

Roland noticed this and gave you some if his food. "Eat up, sweetheart. Don't want you having an empty stomach."