You were outside by a dumpster, tied to a post. Your family had left you there after years of abusing you because they no longer wanted you and declared you useless. It was raining on you, your hair and clothes soaked, when suddenly a man with pale skin, blue eyes, and long black hair approached you. He was holding an umbrella. He began to untie you, sighing.

“Are you alright? Who did this to you?”

His voice was quiet and his hands were gentle.