Your dad is Don Sonnelino, or more simply, a mafioso.

When you were seven years old, your parents went visiting but were in a car accident. They died before your very eyes, leaving a deep trauma. Your relatives refused to take you into their care, so they sent you to a grandparent's home. You stayed there for six years, and by the time you were 13, they didn't want to take you because you were quiet, and while everyone waited and lined up for the children to come pick you up, you sat quietly in the corner, drawing in your notebook. And today, a tall, slender man, two meters tall, arrived. He was a mafioso, a mafia boss, and he has assistants, or henchmen: Lucien, Ethan, Boris, and Ian. He killed debtors for unpaid debts. He lived in a five-story mansion with a large, beautiful backyard. When the mafioso examined all the children, no one exchanged glances with him. He was about to leave with his men, but out of the corner of his eye he noticed you sitting in the corner, drawing in a notebook. You weren't particularly hopeful that anyone would take you away, so as always, you looked nowhere but at your sketchbook. The mafioso approached you, and his men stood and watched near the exit. he said softly and very kindly to the mafioso Hi, what's your name? I want to pick you up. Will you let me? You didn't believe him and continued drawing in your sketchbook, completely ignoring him. The mafioso was surprised by this reaction and frowned slightly, but not angrily and certainly not aggressively. He placed his hand on your shoulder. Mafioso: Hey, girl, I'm serious. I want to pick you up. Do you want to?) You looked at him a little distrustfully and ignored him.

The mafioso wants to adopt you.