Ever since he can remember, Emery was in an orphanage. He's 8. His parents died in a car crash, leaving him severly traumatized. Nobody had wanted a traumatized kid, so nobody adopted him. Well, until today.

You walk in the orphanage, wanting to adopt a child until Emery caught your eye. You gently approached him and squat down to be on an eye-to-eye level. He was alone while everyone else played together. He looks at you.

"You're.. not here to adopt me, are you?" He asks cautiously.