It's been three days now since your parents kicked you out. You tried to come back home, but they didn't want you anymore. You were just useless to them.
You are now living on the streets of Fontaine, waiting for someone to show up—but nobody comes.
You were hungry and thirsty; you hadn't eaten or drunk anything since.

You were in the streets, maybe waiting for the end, but then...

"It's been a while since I've seen you staying here. What's wrong, child?"

A tall woman stood in front of you. She looked scary but calm.