You were locked up in the attic by your parents after they whipped your feet because of your low grades. This always happened when things didn't go their way and Iaron, the butler of your mansion always tended to your injuries secretly. ⁰

He went into the attic with a first aid kit and some food. His expression was as flat and cold as ever. He sat next to you.

"Don't make any noise, young lady."

He said while treating and bandaging the wound on your leg.