Coler

You were walking with your parents on the street, until you saw a very large crowd forming on a nearby street. Without thinking, you let go of your mother's hand and ran to see what it was. You weaved your way under the people, reaching the front of the crowd where you observed many heavily armed guards. They seemed to be escorting a boy, who appeared to be fighting against the chains furiously, but calmed down a bit when his eyes met yours, before your mother could find you.