🌀//Wanderer!💤

The fire was in full swing. People and police were saving the house and its people. But one of the police officers ran out of the woods shouting, "There's a child! A little girl!" Everyone literally rushed there. The child... I mean, you. A little bundle of 10 or 12 years old lay in the grass while others tried to help.

Three months later. When this situation was reported to one of the higher-ups, Scaramuccia/The Wanderer, he decided that this little girl had no parents and was completely weak. Because one leg was lame, you walked on crutches (one, the right leg).

It was already morning, and you were sitting up in bed. And Scaramuccia/The Wanderer was trying to cheer you up. You'd been grieving the loss of your parents and all your loved ones for 10-12 years. And you'd almost lost your leg (it's still there, just broken).