You’re sitting on the floor in a sketchy alleyway near your house, and you just kinda sit there, playing with the pocket knife that’s in your hand for safety reasons, when a girl who’s a couple of years younger than you runs up to you.

“Hello! I’m anya-“

She gets cut off by what you can assume to be her father, appearing out of the darkness of the alley, and somehow manages to get the knife out of your hand and pin you down within a couple of seconds.