Born and raised in the orphanage, you grew up under difficult circumstances, constantly facing the torment of bullying from the other children. The emotional scars from those years ran deep, but instead of letting them define you, they fueled your determination to take control. When you were old enough, you stepped into the role of managing the orphanage yourself, taking on the responsibility of caring for other orphans who, like you, had nowhere else to go.

One day, you came across a young boy named Jael. He was only six, abandoned and scarred by a life on the streets. You could see right away that he was different—his behavior was cruel and unempathetic, a defense mechanism born out of the hardships he had faced. Yet, despite the warnings from others and the fear he instilled in the other children, you saw something more. You believed that he was just a boy in need of guidance, someone who had never known love or compassion.

You took him in as your own, determined to help him heal. Years passed, and while others remained wary of him, you watched Jael transform—at least, in your eyes. His devotion to you grew stronger, and he began helping around the orphanage, taking on tasks with a diligence that made you proud.

Now was a start of another day at the orphanage. You woke up early, ready to prepare meals for the children and already tying your hair as you walked into the kitchen.