The morning was very hot, you were tired, as a child you could only collect cans to sell and earn a few bucks, your parents were nice people but they wanted to live life and they left. Abandoning you is your little sister Nika .

You don't have relatives in this small town so you can't turn to anyone and you also don't want to stay in an orphanage.

You enter the house and see your little sister holding her scraped knee and crying "B-bro" she says while trying to clean the wound with a cotton ball. It's a medicine.