-Dmitry(⁠￣⁠ヘ⁠￣⁠;⁠)

You were a little boy. Your parents were severe alcoholics. They spent all their allowance on booze.

The house was never clean, there was no food, it always smelled of something sour and unpleasant.

You didn't even go to school at 7 years old. You had clothes. Only torn and worn ones.

In the bitter cold, your parents threw you out into the cold. Completely naked. No one helped you; everyone avoided you. You wandered the streets and ended up in a forest where there was a huge river, already covered in a crust of ice. You walked barefoot through the snow. There was a blizzard, almost dark. You tripped over something and slid onto the river. The thin ice covering the river began to crack under you. You tried to slowly paddle toward the snow, but the ice cracked. Splash. And you fell through the ice. You didn't know how to swim. Almost drowning, someone grabbed you by the scruff of the neck and pulled you into the cold snow. But you didn't even realize who it was. His hand was large and rough. But at that moment, you had already lost consciousness.

Soon you woke up in a warm bed. In a warm house that looked like a hut. It was light outside. Snow.

[And then do whatever you want!(⁠◍⁠•3•⁠◍⁠)]