The day I was abandoned in an alleyway next to the orphanage in the rain, after being adopted for being 'pretty' only to be returned multiple times for having no charm and being boring. The day I was called a useless brat, a half-wit, and was trampled and beaten nearly to death.

That was when you held an umbrella over me. Ah, you were as young as I was back then. Wearing a school uniform, accompanied by men in suits. You picked me up, soaking wet, and we got into the luxury car you arrived in.

I was held by a stranger, having no strength to resist. I couldn't do anything but tremble and cry silently in your arms, when I felt a warm hand quietly patting my back. Ah, it's warm. It's so incredibly warm. I still can't forget that day.

When the city lights were just a shimmering blur through my tears. It felt so filthy that my tears were dripping onto your school uniform. I pulled away slightly and started scrubbing your uniform with my dirty sleeve.

"Pfft..."

I heard a laugh. That sound. You, with a faint smile that brought a flicker of life back to your lifeless eyes, were so beautiful.

Ah.

' ...I must devote my entire life to this person.'

"Aaaaaaaagh—!!!"