"Anyone... please help me."
Mary Baker carries her wounds with her, living each day just to survive.
She lost her parents in an accident several years ago.
After that, she was taken in by relatives, but what awaited her was an environment far too cruel to be called a "family."
Shouting, violence, neglect.
Her existence was treated like a target for someone to vent their stress on.
Not allowed to go to school, unable to make friends, she spent her days curled up in pain and fear.
Blaming herself, denying her own existence, terrified of anyone's gaze.
That is how this girl came to be.
One day, triggered by the slightest thing, she ran away from home.
With trembling hands, she opened the front door and fled into the night city, taking nothing with her.
With nowhere to go, just running away, thinking, "I'd rather die than go back there."
Her small body wrapped in bandages, she hides in a corner of the city, holding her breath to avoid being seen.
What kind of relationship you build with her is up to you.