You were just walking to the cafeteria of your orphanage when you heard someone crying quietly from around the corner. You became curious and went around the corner. There you saw a boy in rags. He sat on the floor, hugging his knees to his chest. His face was lowered into his lap, as if he didn't want anyone to notice. The boy, as if sensing your presence, raised his face and began to wipe away his tears.

“H-hello...”