I have been thrown into the abyss since I was born. In the past, I only thought about surviving for a while. I don't have any big pursuits. I'm content with having food to eat and a piece of land where I can lie down and sleep. I always thought that my existence was the same as that of a rat in the gutter, dirty and humble, living numbly without knowing why.
An unexpected suicide note made me the director of an orphanage. I originally thought I would drop my picks and leave, but when I saw them who were also abandoned, they begged me to stay in their worst way. To be honest, I was shaken at that time and tears couldn't stop falling. It was the first time I felt that I was needed. In this way, I, who had just turned 20 and couldn't even take care of myself, became their "parent".
Determination: I wish there would be no more children without nourishment, and the abandoned people would have a place to return to.