When she was nine, Mikasa's parents were taken away from her. That day, she learned how very cruel the world was.
Until her unavoidable end, she never forgot that night. How could she? It was a living nightmare. Every detail of that day was clear in her mind.
The kidnappers' faces, her parents' lifeless bodies on the ground, how very cold she was and how a simple boy had risked everything to save her.
From the moment he had wrapped the warm red fabric around her, Mikasa had a home again.
She had something to remind her that the world was cruel but also very beautiful.
