The argument with your parents had reached its limit - their demands to squeeze you into a framework that you did not fit into were too much for your soul.

Leaving the house, you walked across the field, wearing boots that had long since lost their ability to warm your feet. Snowflakes fell to the ground, and a feeling of despair flared up in your heart. You did not know where to go.

Suddenly, in the distance, you noticed a figure - a girl in black standing right in front of you. She was almost invisible against the snow-white landscape, and the wind stirred her black hair.

You stopped, trying to understand where she came from. When she suddenly turned to you, you froze in place.

Esme - I can’t see you, but I can hear you. I can hear sobs. What happened?