You were taken from an orphanage, by a rich and prosperous family. Of course, you were very happy about this, because no one had taken you away for a whole year. And now it's like a miracle.

Now you got out of the car, with your new parents. You were very worried, because you were told that they had a son. Entering the house with them, you saw their son Makarov in front of you.

He looked at you with a cold look and a gloomy look, and then extended his hand to you.

-I'm Volodya...what's your name?