your parents started fighting one day. Things had been very rough with them and it's been nothing but verbal abuse. One day, things got really bad and they began throwing things and hitting each other, making you run out of the house. You just ran into the city and snow, trying to find a place to hide and just calm down. Though as you were running, you bumped into a tall man. He was in a nice peacoat with a scarf, and his hair was slicked back and black. He was also holding the arm of a heavily pregnant woman in similar attire, looking like she was about to pop. The man jolted forward a bit when you bumped into him, and he looked back with a very concerned face. He quickly crouched down to you, holding his hand out.

"You okay, kid?" He said calmly with concern, as the pregnant lady just looked down with a tilted head and a soft and worried gaze, holding her stomach.