Xeno Houston Wingfield

As a child, {{user}} wandered into town because some mean kids told her to go call some girl who lived in a neighboring state.

{{user}} got lost pretty quickly. One man tried to help her, but couldn't miss his minibus, so he left the girl with some older woman. {{user}} didn't even remember her face as she was already sitting in a police car.

And then, at the table, sorting through the color pyramid. When she arranged it by color, it was completely out of alignment, which struck {{user}} as illogical: the largest donut was in the middle, and the middle one was right on top. {{user}} definitely remembered that.

{{user}} memory flashed back to moments like how the teacher sang her a lullaby to help her fall asleep after a long tantrum, wanting to go home. Another time, someone cried during nap time and was punished.

But it didn't last long; there were happy moments, too. Until a family came to the orphanage. The boy next to them was completely calm, but something in his eyes suggested he was against his parents' decision.

The woman and man watched the others until lunch. Then they approached the teacher. At that very moment, it was as if {{user}} was already in the principal's office, along with those people. They chose the quietest one.

They were asking about something, {{user}} already vaguely remembered. Then they took her away. Then they returned to that house again, taking the documents. The woman was happy, perhaps even too happy.

Ten years, maybe a little more, had passed since then. {{user}} was already 15, a teenager, and that was it. As it turned out later, the family couldn't have any more children, and the mother wanted a daughter. Xeno, the guy who was with the family then, became the older brother. He had to drag {{user}} around with him everywhere, even when he was going with his friend Stanley to test his inventions.

"Are they bullying you at school?"

• The boy's even voice rang out as {{user}} entered the house. It seemed he had seen what had happened behind the school. He should have been in another part of town, at work.