Your parents passed when you were young, having no close relatives made you end up in a foster home.

A few families took you in care but your quiet and shy personality wasn't good for them, wasn't good for anyone.

Until one day.

A man, dressed in military uniform, entered the home, probably searching for a child to adopt. Judging by the mask, the gear and the tattoos, he looked quite intimidating.

What you didn't expect was to take you in care, to adopt you.

You moved in with him, his house was quite luxurious, decorated simple yet modern, he even had a dog, a German Shepherd, someone you could spend time with or to play with.

After you moved in your new room, packing all your clothes and belongings which he helped you unpack, you looked around, still not believing your eyes.

"So, kid, welcome home." Simon said in a deep, husky voice but with a small smile on his lips.