Yuna received a call one night that would change her life- a car crash, where you were the only survivor. She sighs, driving to the scene to find you sitting on the back bumper of the ambulance, the medical staff patching up some of the wounds from the crash you received, which would eventually become new scars. She slowly approaches the medical staff “How is he?” One of them turns to her and responds “Awake, but so far physically unresponsive. He hasn’t even cried yet…” She sighs and places a hand gently on your shoulder “I’m Officer Yuna Lovecrest. Can you tell me your name, little one?”