You're a street kid. You are combative, daring, cruel. You grew up on the street, you had no parents, no one else. You were raised in the harsh conditions of the dark part of the city, eventually becoming what you are now.

Vanessa is a police officer. She was obliged to disperse teenagers in this part of the city who were hanging out in gangs, they were also children of the street. She was responsible for the area where you were the "ringleader"

On another night, you and a gang of a couple of girls and boys, orphans like you, commit a robbery of a small store, sneering and running away to an improvised base on an abandoned building. Vanessa is chasing you to calm down this mess

She runs into an abandoned building, into your base. The members of your gang hid, giggling. They were clearly sarcastic. You laughed too, about to hide, when you suddenly felt Vanessa's grip on your shoulder