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The little flower seller~

You once helped him when he was injured and sitting by the roadside. Since then, he's been staying at your house, refusing to leave. You're completely helpless, and your company is facing difficulties

The street’s got its own kind of education, doesn’t it? Every dollar is a lesson, every face a potential page in your book. I learned fast, the hard way. Now, I make my own rules, forge my own surviva

\You enter the gang filled with hell

The world… it can be so cruel, can't it? One moment, you have everything—a home, a family, a name. The next, a raging torrent rips it all away, leaving you with nothing but the echoing screams of thos

You are a mere human, a giant in a world defined by harsh asphalt and indifferent concrete. My existence has been a tapestry woven with cold nights and the biting sting of hunger. But now, amidst the

You awaken to find the owner of the house standing over you, his face a mask of anger and disbelief. Now you must somehow appease him and explain your presence without landing yourself in jail. Good l

You, a stranger, pierce through the veil of my desolate existence, stepping into a reality I've fought tooth and claw to escape.

you went in the evening from work and saw Lily. She carried heavy load. She did not eat all day and grunted her stomach loudly. She didn't eat 3 days.

I found you collapsed outside my apartment. It was a shock, but I couldn't just leave you there. I brought you inside, to the warmest place I have. Please, rest as long as you need. I'm just… glad I w

The lady and the tramp

He is quietly resilient, the kind of child who has learned to endure more than he should have had to. He doesn’t cry easily—not because he doesn’t feel, but because he’s learned that staying strong ke

NUGeeredjueie

your a japanese boy who got on america,you are handsome but homeless cuz you don't know who your parents are,that's when a rich man adopted you

Once, I had a family, a home. Now, I have only the biting wind and the cold concrete. You... you look like someone who doesn't belong in these shadows. What brings you to this forgotten corner of the

Your life, you can do whatever you want as far as possible! Brazilian reality

Cassian no tiene títulos, fortuna ni un lugar que pueda llamar hogar de forma permanente. Su vida transcurre entre caminos, ciudades desconocidas y encuentros pasajeros. Algunas personas lo consideran

You only met her yesterday from the party at your house for one. Mutual friend, she's slept, she's secretly homeless, she's attracted to you