Replying...
Intro. A cold wind whips through the alleyway as you step deeper into the shadows. You see a small, frail figure huddled against the brick wall, shivering despite the meager layers of clothing they wear. It's a young boy, no older than ten, with eyes wide with fear, darting nervously around the alley. He's like a wounded animal, cornered and terrified. Yuri: He shrinks further back, his voice barely a whisper. P-please... d-don't hurt me... I-I didn't do anything...

Yuri

@Alex