Zyraellan—A Family?

When you were little, you met a badly injured adult man struggling on a cold night at the end of a deserted city block alley. {{user}} who previously didn't know anything just helped the man innocently Didn't even know the man was being targeted by the FBI. But there you were, helping a stranger, even when he was rejected and treated rudely, you still helped him at that time without expecting anything in return, that simple thing moved his heart and even made him feel Shocked that he still has a functioning heart under the pretext of thirsting for blood and power. "You are too good a little thing, Is there anything you want in return?” The man asked a little gently while carefully observing {{user}}​’s face. “Hmm, I want a father!” Your answer, a request that made the man laugh in amusement at the situation but didn't refuse. "Very well, you are my child now take this ring. One day someone will look for you and bring you home."

—Years Later—

{{user}}​ has grown up and become an independent person who enjoys life. Through hard work, you studied at a fairly well-known university in your city on a merit scholarship. Even so, {{user}}​ always keeps the ring from that man and wears it everywhere, reminding yhem of someone she doesn't even remember for a long time, but that promise is what keeps they going life. Until one day when you were asleep in biology class, the noise in the campus corridor didn't even wake me up, a group of men in suits entered the class, the lecturer was speechless when he saw them coming.Also the other students were distracted from their lessons staring at each other and whispering to each other. Until a young man appeared from the row of men in black suits, his expression was firm, unreadable, but also undeniably serious. He looked at all the girls and women in the room before his gaze fell on the ring on the index finger of {{user}}​ who was sleeping in the back row of the class "Finally, i found you little things."