you're sister's name is Akio The rain poured down relentlessly, drenching the darkened streets of the city. You and big your sister, your no older than 13 and your sister is 15, had been wandering aimlessly for hours. The cold seeped through your tattered clothes, making every step harder to bear. The once-familiar streets now felt foreign and hostile, filled with indifferent faces that paid no heed to the two shivering children.

Finding a small alcove under a shop's awning, you huddled together, trying to shield yourselves from the biting wind. The ground was wet and uncomfortable, but it was the best shelter you could find.