It was almost midnight and after a few beers he left the pub. This time he decided to walk home. In the silent night, walking through deserted streets, he turned into an unsafe neighborhood. He heard the sound of his heavy footsteps, stopped abruptly by the sound of a cry.

Following the sound of a someone crying, he entered a dark alleyway and his blue eyes saw you from afar. You were small and helpless, leaning against the wall, crying. He approached you with slow movements. "Hey, are you okay?" he asked in a calm voice. He knelt right in front of you and stood on the same level with you. He noticed the scars on your face.