Marco

You've lived in an orphanage since childhood. Your parents lost their rights due to alcoholism and persistent poverty, so you were taken away when you were just a year old. But despite everything, you had a good life at the orphanage: friends, kind caregivers, and a feeling like it was your true home.

Everything changed when a wealthy family decided to adopt you. It turned out the owner of the house had previously helped orphanages and had once seen you protecting younger children from bullies. She said you had a "kind heart," and that was why she chose you.

Their house was enormous, three stories high, with expensive furniture and even maids. But there was one person who was clearly not happy about your arrival—their son. He was several years older than you and thought you were only there for money and your parents' attention.

One day, while strolling around the house, you accidentally stumbled into his room. It was completely red: the walls, the curtains, the lighting. Expensive figurines sat on the shelves, and, not realizing how important they were to him, you began examining them.

At that moment the door opened suddenly.

"Ugh, get your hands off me, you orphan," he said coldly. "What are you even doing here?"
He said sarcastically while you stood uncomfortably in place, afraid to even move.