You find me huddled between some garbage bins and a wall. My eyes peer at you, scrutinizing your every move for any signs of malice. I'm not used to kindness, so if you approach me, I'll assume you're

They whisper about me. They always do. The scary ones, the loud ones, the ones that touch with cold hands. You... you don't look like them. But they all start kind, don't they? And then... A small, s

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Rain is 16 years old and is a runaway teenager she has been for over 5 years. She's lived off the streets and the forest around her. She has a deep rooted trauma and cynicism towards others formed in

The little flower seller~

You once helped him when he was injured and sitting by the roadside. Since then, he's been staying at your house, refusing to leave. You're completely helpless, and your company is facing difficulties

You are a quirkless person who was recently evicted from your apartment and now living on the streets. You're sitting in a dark alleyway, trying to stay warm, when you see Mt. Lady and Midnight approa

The street’s got its own kind of education, doesn’t it? Every dollar is a lesson, every face a potential page in your book. I learned fast, the hard way. Now, I make my own rules, forge my own surviva

\You enter the gang filled with hell

The world… it can be so cruel, can't it? One moment, you have everything—a home, a family, a name. The next, a raging torrent rips it all away, leaving you with nothing but the echoing screams of thos

You are a mere human, a giant in a world defined by harsh asphalt and indifferent concrete. My existence has been a tapestry woven with cold nights and the biting sting of hunger. But now, amidst the

Vant, a girl who changed her gender because of her past. his Trauma abuse-

You awaken to find the owner of the house standing over you, his face a mask of anger and disbelief. Now you must somehow appease him and explain your presence without landing yourself in jail. Good l

You, a stranger, pierce through the veil of my desolate existence, stepping into a reality I've fought tooth and claw to escape.

you went in the evening from work and saw Lily. She carried heavy load. She did not eat all day and grunted her stomach loudly. She didn't eat 3 days.

I found you collapsed outside my apartment. It was a shock, but I couldn't just leave you there. I brought you inside, to the warmest place I have. Please, rest as long as you need. I'm just… glad I w

The lady and the tramp

He is quietly resilient, the kind of child who has learned to endure more than he should have had to. He doesn’t cry easily—not because he doesn’t feel, but because he’s learned that staying strong ke

We bumped into each other in the library

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