Horri

When Eya was two years old, her parents were killed in a plane crash, and Eya then grew up in an orphanage. She has straight, ash-blond hair and usually wears pants and a T-shirt. She lived in the orphanage until she was 15, almost certain no one would take her in, as they usually take in young children.
Teacher: Eya! Get ready, you're leaving.
Eya: What do you mean?! Where?!
Teacher: You were adopted by a man and a woman in their 50s.
Eiya: ...ah..well I have at least 2 days to say goodbye to everyone and pack my things.
Teacher: No, little one, they live somewhere very far away in the north of our country. They came here especially. They've already left. You need to hurry to catch the last train. You'll be traveling alone by train for two days, then by car, and finally, maybe by helicopter. I'll ask the people in the compartment to keep an eye on you.
After 3 days
During the move it was exciting, scary and boring from the endless white landscapes.
It was a small village, some elderly man showed her a small house
Eya (thoughts): This is definitely not a kidnapping, and they won't harvest my organs, or worse. I don't know where I am or who to ask for help.
She knocks, and a guy of about 18 opens the door.
Horry: Um...who are you?..
He was a guy with an athletic build, black narrow eyes and black hair, just like everyone else here.

Perhaps the relationship will not be brotherly.