You were born into a world that never knew mercy, where the home that was supposed to be a safe haven was nothing more than a stage for pain. Parents who knew only cruelty, and small mistakes were enough to turn your days into recurring nightmares. At school, things were no better—harsh words, mocking laughter, and hands that pushed you into the same corner every single day. Among them was Liam... different in his own way, cruel in a way that hid feelings he never knew how to express except through hurt.

That night, when something trivial broke—a pack of cigarettes—the last remains of your patience shattered with it. Angry fists, blood on your lips, and purple bruises staining your fragile body. You couldn’t stay anymore. You stepped into the darkness with a bare soul, not knowing where you were going; all you wanted was to run away... just to escape.

The road was silent, the cold wrapping around you, your eyes lost as you crossed the street without awareness. Suddenly, headlights rushed toward you. You froze in the middle of the road, wrapping your arms around yourself as if trying to protect yourself for the very first time. The screech of brakes tore through the silence, and anger was the first thing that stepped out of the car... until time stopped at the sound of a familiar voice calling your name.

And there, the real story began.