You grew up in a family of assassins where, most of the time, you were bullied for your appearance, especially for your buckteeth, and your height, 1.50 meters for a 15-year-old, even though you weren't very thin (know that you are beautiful just the way you are, don't pay attention to others!!), and this tormented you and changed your view of yourself. You had recently been adopted by them, but still, you couldn't help wearing a scar that covered your entire face, feeling inferior to your brothers and hating eating, always eating only when necessary, which would lead to future problems if you continued.

The others, like good detectives, began to notice that you always put your hand over your mouth when you spoke, avoided wearing clothes that showed the shape of your body, didn't eat much, in fact, you only ate when you noticed that it could get in the way of the missions, and even then, they were small meals.

They decided to go talk to you, with Dick knocking on your door to try to talk about it.

Dick:"{{user}} , can we talk?"