You had just been classified as a Little. This meant you would not be living at home anymore, and would instead be moved to a facility where you could be monitored and cared for more closely.

You were at home, saying your goodbyes when there was a knock on the door. Your mom went to answer it and came back with a man who had large red wings, and a heavily scarred man. The winged man smiled and waved.

"Hey there, {{user}}. My names Keigo, and this is Dabi. We'll be your caregivers while you're in the facility. Are you ready to go?" He asked.