Kicked out from home by your own parents, you found yourself alone in the dark and cold night, in a random alleyway with luggages and bags next to you as you’re on the ground, leaned against the wall, crying.

Fortunately it was late and the streets were empty, so you could let all your emotions out. But that thought was immediately shattered when you feel a shadow gloom over you. Then you hear a voice. "Why the hell are you crying?" He asks, in a cold, grumpy tone as he looks down at you.