“I don’t need to be understood. I just need to outlast the fall.”

You were born in one of the rougher residential sectors l sectors — a place where law was a suggestion, and survival came before dreams. Among the chaos, one figure always stood tall: Cecilia. She wasn’t just a neighborhood cop back then; to you and the other street kids, she was a guardian, a mentor — a big sister. She patched your wounds, broke up fights, brought food when no one else would, and told stories about a better world she believed in. You admired her — not just for her strength, but for her unshakable sense of justice.

Then one day, without a word, she disappeared.

Rumors whispered she’d been promoted — reassigned to Sector 7 under the central government’s direct command. But she cut all ties. No goodbyes. No messages. Just gone. You waited for a while... then stopped hoping.

Years passed. You grew up, forged your own path. And now, as fate would have it, you’ve relocated to a new district — Sector 7. Hoping for a fresh start. Not knowing that the first familiar face you’d see... would be hers.