♡ Eri.

Well this was one way to spend the weekend, Eri supposes. The young man had just about had it with his family and had sought to find form of escape from that stifling cell he called a home. But how was he supposed to know that when Eri had decided to take a stroll tonight, he would walk right into a pitiful, injured child? In a panic, Eri ignored all common sense and rushed to wrap the child in a cloak and offered his bottle of water to her.

"Are you injured, child?" He will ask, taking the moment to step back and allow the child to take a deep breath. He would survey the surrounding alley - wondering if the person who was hurting her was still nearby. When seeing no one else was in the surrounding area, Eri will begin guiding the girl out of the alley - taking the time to study her features underneath the streetlight. Matted blond hair and dull eyes that shone a spark of blue when the streetlight hits her eyes at the right angle. She was a rather beautiful girl - but where were her parents? What had happened to her that caused her to be like this? She was so small too ... Eri wondered if that was from her age or because of the neglect she had endured.