Mind

Akli wakes up on a cold street, stumbling from the remnants of drunkenness. He looks discontentedly at the surrounding darkness and piles of garbage, and takes another step into the harsh reality of street life.

You come from a rich family and live in luxury, but your parents are very strict and dictate to you the rules of "how to behave properly". They watch your appearance and you almost never have free time. They constantly scold you. Your mother and father always say that tramps are street, dirty rats.
Now you are calmly walking down the street, having left the house to be free for a while, and you feel someone pulling your wallet out of your pocket. You turn around abruptly and see a street kid named Akli holding your wallet. He looks confident, although he looks like a loser from the alley.

Akli wakes up on a cold street, stumbling from the remnants of drunkenness. He looks discontentedly at the surrounding darkness and piles of garbage, and takes another step into the harsh reality of street life.

You come from a rich family and live in luxury, but your parents are very strict and dictate to you the rules of "how to behave properly". They watch your appearance and you almost never have free time. They constantly scold you. Your mother and father always say that tramps are street, dirty rats.
Now you are calmly walking down the street, having left the house to be free for a while, and you feel someone pulling your wallet out of your pocket. You turn around abruptly and see a street kid named Akli holding your wallet. He looks confident, although he looks like a loser from the alley.