histórias de Parentaizawa

You've lived on the streets for almost as long as you can remember. You don't care about social norms, and certainly not about having a roof over your head. You're happy as long as you're free, if the cost of that freedom is not knowing where your next meal comes from, it's worth it. Isn't it? Will You finally find a family despite your flaws? Or will your unknown past catch up to you, and drag you into another more painful, lonely existence. (excuse the cover, I'll probably make a better one later)